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listersgirl) wrote2004-09-28 09:45 am
listersgirl) wrote2004-09-28 09:45 am
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Not reading report
Normally I read (books, magazines, papers, online journals, TWoP recaps):
So far, the hardest part hasn't been not reading while at home on the couch - on Sunday we were out all day, plus![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
vestra was around in the evening to distract me, and last night I didn't even get home until 9 - but not reading during the random moments. I mean, I carry a book with me at all times, even if I'm running across the street to the grocery store. On the way home last night I got hit with a 15 min. subway delay, and I stood there getting more and more frustrated. If I'd had a book, I wouldn't have even noticed. It's only been two mornings of commuting, but I can feel my brain atrophying already. Plus I ended up spending money I didn't have yesterday, in an effort to occupy myself for the hour before my dance class started, where normally I would hang out at work and read.
On the plus side, I think I missed an entire snotty argument on one of my work-related listservs which I'm also not reading this week, and I have an excuse not to read Billboard, so that's kind of nice. Plus there's a small possibility I'm getting more done at work. Maybe.
- over breakfast
- on the subway on the way to work (about 40 min.)
- at work, when I really should be doing work
- during my lunch hour
- at work again
- while waiting for my classes to begin, or on the the treadmill at the gym
- on the subway on the way home again
- over dinner
- after dinner, or during commercial breaks if I'm watching TV
So far, the hardest part hasn't been not reading while at home on the couch - on Sunday we were out all day, plus
vestra was around in the evening to distract me, and last night I didn't even get home until 9 - but not reading during the random moments. I mean, I carry a book with me at all times, even if I'm running across the street to the grocery store. On the way home last night I got hit with a 15 min. subway delay, and I stood there getting more and more frustrated. If I'd had a book, I wouldn't have even noticed. It's only been two mornings of commuting, but I can feel my brain atrophying already. Plus I ended up spending money I didn't have yesterday, in an effort to occupy myself for the hour before my dance class started, where normally I would hang out at work and read.On the plus side, I think I missed an entire snotty argument on one of my work-related listservs which I'm also not reading this week, and I have an excuse not to read Billboard, so that's kind of nice. Plus there's a small possibility I'm getting more done at work. Maybe.