I don't actually know how I manage to procrastinate.
So far this evening, I've done in 6 hours, what could be done in half an hour, and haven't really done anything else. Sometimes, it's watching seasons of Veronica Mars, searching through and watching every remotely interesting documentary on 4od, daily mail, Youtube, looking through photos, going through my notebooks and ripping out pages. Making food, eating food, doing exercise (rarely), fixing things, doing the washing, the ironing. Going shopping. Any excuse to get out of the house is great.
I actually lose hours of the day. This sunday, I got home at 10am, intended to spend the day revising. Sat in bed on my laptop, next thing I know, it's pitch black and time to get ready for the next day, and I haven't done a single thing. Oh dear.