Drastic measures have been invoked in order to slowly coerce Our Bold Hero into finishing those few pages remaining in his sociology essay. I've deprived myself of television reruns, Hit & Run, Slate, Overheard in New York, Gawker, my own website...

It's ridiculous that I can't just sit down and write three single-spaced pages. On "camp" no less. Am I so shortsighted that I need a deadline to motivate me?

You should see all the errands and such I've been getting done, just so I have an excuse not to write. This blog post being just another way of avoiding my obligations.

The problem, I think, is that I'm not easily bored. I've discovered a lot of new content — over at the Onion A.V. club blog, for example, there's a good post on the one-sided Simpsons vs. Family Guy antagonism, which popped up again this season as a sight gag in "The Italian Bob," possibly the worst Simpsons episode ever.

It's either that episode or another season 17 clunker, "Marge's Son Poisoning."

Since I can't get stressed about this paper, boredom is basically my only weapon against my own lousy priorities. The nuclear option, depriving myself of all Internet content, looms on the horizon.

In fact, this is probably my last blog post until I'm caught up. I'll check my email and read course materials, but that's it. Goodbye shiny, content-filled world!