I can totally sympathise with this.

From Crimitism, the way procrastination works:

• Open Word.
• Stare.
• Get up.
• Alphabetise DVD collection.
• Re-organise DVD collection by genre, ensuring there is no distinction between animation and live action. That “animation” is considered a genre is a pet peeve of mine, as if DearS and My Neighbour Totoro belong in the same room, let alone the same shelf.
• Realise I haven’t done any work.
• Have panic attack.
• Watch The Seventh Seal to cheer myself up.
• Re-organise Doctor Who DVDs, CDs and novels in chronological order, based on the time period that the story is set in, purely because I know it will take the longest possible time and require me to cross-reference various continuity guides.
• Realise what I’ve done.
• Collapse into abyss of self-loathing.
• At least it’s not Dragonball Z.
• Feel marginally better.
• Write paper on snake symbolism throughout history, beginning with the Mahabharata and ending with Metal Gear Solid.
• Try writing new blog update.
• Delete it.
• Start again.
• Give up.
• Consider enrolling in another course after I graduate.
• Realise that the course I want to do next year requires units I’ve already finished, and whether or not I complete this degree is irrelevant.
• Ponder whether “I have three unfinished degrees” makes me look like a broadly-knowledgeable journeyman or just a directionless waste of biomass.
• Stress-induced illnesses say: Who cares!
• Download application form.
  

Replace 'DVD re-organising' with 'Room tidying' and you get a rough idea of what I'm like whenever I have something more important to attend to. Application forms, unstudied texts, thankyou letters to write, blog post ideas piling up... I think I'll get mum a cup of tea instead!