'Procrastination Central' was my original title for this blog. The product of a good twenty or thirty seconds of careful thought between chews at lunchtime. A good way of really hammering home to potential followers the distinct possibility that it might not get updated that regularly, I thought.
But then, 'Procrastination Nation' has that rhymey sort of thing going on doesn't it? Sounds a bit better. Evokes memories of 'Alien Nation' - that show where the spotty headed aliens came to live amongst us and became policemen, or 'Prozac Nation' - that film where Christina Ricci got her boobs out in the days when she didn't really get her boobs out much.
So Procrastination Nation it is. I did wonder for a brief moment if people would think it was some veiled reference to living in Kenya. A slight at the good people of this country, insinuating perhaps that things seem to take ten times as long to get done here as they do in the UK. It's not. I assure you it's not. It's far more to do with my own inability to get round to doing those things I mean to do ...and possibly Christina Ricci's boobs.
Things do take ten times as long in Kenya though.
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