The perils of the internet, and the will power I do not have

I've never been one for doing homework, and when I have done it in the past, it is usually done a few days after it was due in. Now, for the first time I am trying to get started sooner, and turn into an H1 variety of student, but I must admit I am finding it rather difficult.

There are so many distractions one must face. The internet being the largest one of all. So I try to counter the bad influence it has over me, by removing the temptation. Instead of sitting at my desk, I sit on my bed. But the cordless keyboard and mouse, along with my large TV screen connected to said computer means that I am just in a more relaxing position, surfing the web and watching tv at the same time.

So I need a new solution. A shed of sorts, perhaps, in the backyard where I can go and be by myself, away from the rest of the world. Somewhere I can go and be shut off from the world, an empty, secluded room with no distractions, which would also be perfect for my cold, cold heart.

But then I am faced with the next challenge. The Uni puts so much information up online and all of the resources can only be reached via the web. Do they not know the perils we face? The will power one must have to go straight to the designated site, without first stopping off at lj or myspace or youtube to enjoy the view?!?

Anyway. I'm going to go and attempt my homework now. But first, a pointless thought that probably doesn't even qualify as a thought:

The last song from Avenue Q is called For Now. And the last song from Wicked (or rather, the second last song) is called For Good.
Now, both shows were up for the Tony for best musical in 2004... Coincidence? I think not!

(Told you it was pointless.)



EDIT:
Cheno ends her run in The Apple Tree tonight (NY time, of course) and an lj buddy uploaded some footage she took of the third last performance where Kristin got the whip she uses caught in her head piece or something exciting like that. Anyway, I just want to share it cos it's always nice when people stuff up in performances. I find it endearing, at least when they are famous. It makes them seem more real, and I like that.