The Airportline: Observations

Today I was supposed to be a wonder of efficiency. After securing a supervisor for my thesis, not falling once in yoga, and getting praise for an outstanding performance during floorball practice on Monday I decided that Tuesday would be a day of productivity as well. It started well with me getting up at 9.30 (sadly this is early for me these days), but now, three hours later not much has come out of this early rise. All I’ve done is to watch a Cot Copy concert on pitchfork.tv, read about the Swedish governments cultural proposition, watched the video to M. Ward’s Hold Time three times, read the Swedish author Bodil Malmstens blog where she writes ‘never trust anyone over 30’ and boiled porridge which floated out all over the microwave. And now I’m writing this. I’m great at dodging the OECD-report I have to have read before a meeting at 2.30. I’m great at being productive in the wrong places.