Distractions

I have a lot of studying to do. So much, in fact, that I should be exhausted and bleary-eyed from reading, taking notes, and looking at a screen. I'm feeling great, though. Well-rested, pretty content (other than the ever-growing dread growing in the back of my mind) and I have my distractions to thank for it! Let me explain:
I get home from school. I convince myself that after a long day of sitting in class I need to rest my brain (which isn't true because I have class distractions too). So I do various relaxing activities. Like scroll through iTunes to figure out what I want to listen to. Watch SNL shorts on Hulu. Lie on the floor, etc. And then Heather comes home. So I have to spend time with her. After dinner I decide it would be nice to digest a little. So we watch a Friends episode. But goodness knows you can't just watch one. So a couple of hours later it's nearly 10, and I really am starting to get tired. So I try to work for a while (to ease the dread), end up convincing myself that I'm not really absorbing much anyway, so I might as well get a good night's sleep.
And so the cycle goes.
But the reality that I have a huge test on Monday doesn't ever change. And I know that all the work I'm not doing now I have to make up in the ever-fewer days before Monday. And that those days are being made more and more miserable by my distractions.
The upside to those brutal days, though, is that when someone asks I can say "yes, I've studied for 10 straight hours today" which sounds very impressive. It's not. I'm an idiot. And have just spilled all my secrets. Which is exactly why everyone says to be careful with what you put on the Internet, because it can come back to haunt you.
I feel discouraged now that I've written all this (aside from the fact I spent the last 20 minutes writing this instead of studying, and now am going to bed). Maybe I'll have Heather instill the little kid eating rule. As in "you have to study for as many minutes as you are old before you can have a break" rule.
Yea, ask me how that's going next time you see me,

dan