We're not really sure, but we're pretty sure it's a thing. It's a place where you go to do absolutely nothing, but with more amenities than your average couch.
We're working on a map, but in the meantime, just follow the scent of stale pizza and forgotten laundry. It's hard to miss.
Only if it's a rock that's been certified by a licensed rock therapist. We don't want any rock drama here.
It's a never-ending buffet of stale crackers and lukewarm soda. Come for the ambiance, stay for the crippling ennui.
Ha! Like that's ever gonna happen. You're stuck with us for at least 37 consecutive days. Minimum.
Only if you have 17 years of experience in the field of Extreme Procrastination, and a degree in Doing Nothing From Home. We're looking for someone with a strong background in staring at walls.
Don't be ridiculous. Of course it's not. But just go with it, okay?
Read more about the existential crisis that is our FAQ.
| Frequently Asked Questions | |
|---|---|
| ProcrastinationCampsIsReal | Because we're not really sure what we're doing here, but we're doing it. |
| ProcrastinationCampLife | Because who needs actual work, really? |
| ProcrastinationCampDrama | Because we've got enough actual drama, we don't need your existential crisis. |