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I’m slept for about nine and a half hours last night and it was glorious. I’m still pretty sleepy, but I feel so much better. I wish I had more time to read and write just in general. I also wish I had more time to watch TV too, especially the shows I watch on my own. I do love TV, but it’s also the least important thing on my to do list. I suppose in some ways, at least on some days, it’s the thing I most want to do. As much as I whine that I’ll never be able to read all the things I want to read, it’s actually much easier for me to find time to read my trashy books than it is for me to find time to read my trashy TV. It’s easy for me to read on my lunch break and listen to books in the car or while I do chores or walk and exercise which makes it a lot easier to get through books than it does to squeeze in time by myself in front of the TV. Of course I should spend more of the time I squeeze out for myself writing with music on instead of the TV on because no one really can really multitask well--studies have proved that pretty emphatically no matter how well people think they’re managing--but sometimes it’s too much a temptation to resist.

 

Oh well, I better get some sleep--5:30am will come early!