Found books I'd not seen in years. My easily-distracted brain tells me to re-read them here and now, and my common sense screams: "NO!" and so I wander downstairs and make a LJ entry about it, which while less time-consuming than reading a book (not much, though), wastes time anyway. I'm horrible.
I should be shot.
Doot doot doo...
What is it about Livejournal people this week? I've seen about eight entries mentioning how someone needs to get laid.
There is, of course, only one way to solve this.
Again, I should be shot.
Found the author of A God's Life, an amusing comic that I started reading a long time ago and forgot about because I lost the URL and I am scatterbrained like that. I love finding (good) comic authors on LiveJournal. I collect them. Sort of like rocks, but more interesting and less dusty.