Procrastination

I procrastinate, drag my feet, whatever you wanna call it, I do it. Eventually, that is.

And today, what's keeping me from focusing on work, catching up on correspondence and ironing the HUGE pile of clean clothes on my floor (well, they were clean weeks ago) is this story asking where all the lesbian feminists went. Feministing first posted something about, moderately, in the Weekly Feminist Reader and now I can't stop theorizing where the lesbian feminists went.

Mostly, because, I'm still wondering where all the lesbians AND/OR feminists are, so it's difficult to think that there's a group of the hybrids of 'em out there. But, you should check that story out. Everything else can wait for now.