Procrastinating

I don't want to write about anything serious this morning, so here's a little clue-in to my thought processes:

• I was looking at the costume I made for this skit tomorrow and was thinking of how much I like costuming.
• Next I thought of how I would design clothes for my paper dolls as a child, sometimes copying from pictures in magazines and doll catalogues.
• I am really glad that my parents never bought me an American Girl Doll (much as I sighed for one at the time) because it would surely have gotten broken or something.
• A lot of my dolls had things happen to them. I would cut their hair and dress them in weird things (like rubber bands) and bits of their bodies would come off. Or they would get glue on them.
• I had Aladdin and Jasmine barbie dolls once. Aladdin's head wasn't manufactured very well, so it would keep coming off. I would try to take Jasmine's head off so that they would match.
• I'm really glad (and other people probably are, too) that I'm not queen of a country somewhere. "Off with his head! Wait, he was married? Bring his wife! Aw, they'll look so cute..."
• In the Mikado, if a married man is beheaded, his wife must be buried alive.
• I really really really don't want to be buried alive.
• Neither did the Victorians.
• I learned that from Michael Crichton. His book "State of Fear" isn't nearly as good as most of his others.
• I'm not a very good writer.
• I need to write more in order to become better.
• Dude! I'm sitting at my computer typing. Maybe I should write a story.
• Maybe later.

Just one example of how everything I do leads to procrastinating about something.