Once again fashion week is coming up and unlike everyone at work, I have not been preparing myself.

At 131 pounds I must slinky my way down to at least 124 pounds to get some work.

Naturally I think I look good enough for free drinks and a few dates, I could even gain a few for added pleasure. But, during fashion week all that changes along with my concerns for my body. I don't get crazed with dieting, only understand that more than 3 alcoholic drinks will do damage. It's part of the job and it's my fault that I procrastinate like this. Always waiting until the last possible moment before resorting to a Plan B option: the yogurt diet.

There needs to be a special pill made for procrastination asap.