Er - apparently I'm going for option 2.
I have done everything I could tonight other than pack. Untangle all my cables so I can get my walkman, DS etc charged. Beautified myself - or attempted to, anyway. Downloaded songs for my walkman - after all, it's been at LEAST five days since I did it last. Eat conspicuous amounts of junk food - frankly, it's shameful, no wonder I'm putting on weight like there's no tomorrow. I'm now even contemplating tidying my room - reasoning that I don't want to come home to a mess - so that proves for definite how much I hate packing as it's usually cleaning that causes me to procrastinate!
The thing is, my suitcase is actually virtually full. Maybe that's the problem. I'm packing for four days here. Yet I seem incapable of taking the clearly superfluous clothes out. Instead, everytime I tentatively venture into the vicinity of the suitcase I actually end up sneakily ADDING clothes to the pile. As if I'm somehow trying to TRICK myself into not noticing. (And since I've NOT been drinking, that's unlikely!)
So it's one in the morning, I need to get up in a few hours, and nothing is organised. And I don't feel like it will be. I could stay up all night and it would STILL be a big rush come airport time. There's so many things I'm reluctant to put in the case yet - what if I need them in the morning??? - so I'm kinda stuck in a packing limbo I guess! Oh well, that's as good as an excuse as any to stop packing . . .