Today, I, the President of Procrastination, shall address the pressing concerns of the Committee of Conundrums. Or, at the very least, I shall address them in a few hours.
I must admit, I was planning on doing some actual work, but then I saw a bird outside the window, and now I'm not sure where to start. Maybe I'll just take a quick break and grab a snack. Or three.
But fear not, dear committee members! For I am the Master of Procrastination, and I shall not be swayed by the petty concerns of deadlines and productivity. I shall forge ahead, one minute at a time.