Procrastination, when it's from my own end, is fine. It can even serve a useful purpose by allowing me to relax and then start work at a time when I have to buckle down and get something done. However, when others are holding up my work with their procrastinations and excuses upon infernal excuses, it begins to make the blood boil. I have a presentation tomorrow morning and I have little to no material and can't seem to find any more on the all-knowing Internet. Too much to do and too little appreciation makes misha mighty pissed.