I think LP was joking in the comments to the last post, but I seem to have perfected my procrastination. After mildly getting over-analytical about my writing Thursday, I took Friday off from Nanowrimo (I may also have been hungover) to regroup. Then today I was helping a friend move all day. Then tomorrow is football, of course. Then Monday I'll be hungover.
I may not have the writing work habits where I want them, but my excuses are all-pro.