My procrastination knows no bounds.

I just decided to go to Starbucks to finish (start) a paper. I figure there'll be less distractions because I can't suddenly decide it's a good idea to clean the kitchen or give myself a pedicure. Hopefully I'll be too lazy to pack up my stuff and walk back home in the cold before the paper is finished.

So then my mind automatically escapes to procrastination-land and I find myself thinking, "Where's the best Starbucks in New York City? I should find that one!"

I could've dreamt worse.

Last night I dreamt I was chewing a piece of gum. This morning I woke up and found a chewed up silicone earplug on my nightstand. A little piece of the putty material came out as I was brushing my teeth.

I'm not too worried hygiene-wise because it was one of my earplugs, and you never hear moms telling their kids to stop picking their ears so some incidental earwax exposure must be fine. (Yes, I wear earplugs to sleep. I put them in specifically how the package tells you not to for maximum sound blockage.)

I'm more worried about what this might mean for my sanity.