Time is something I don’t have too much of. I am constantly busy. When I’m not busy, it only means that I’m procrastinating. There are always things to do around the house. And if I ever run out of actual work, I can always fall back on my hobbies. It probably wouldn’t kill me to practice my guitar or bass once in a while.
With the holidays upon us, things are even worse. There’s all of the holiday crap to deal with: decorating, shopping, wrapping gifts, baking, parties, visiting, sending cards, etc. As if I don’t have enough to do already.
There are some people, however, who apparently have too much time on their hands. Take this site, for instance. Whoever compiled this list of fictitious books certainly had a lot of reading to do. The Stephen King ones alone would’ve kept me busy for quite a while. And, it just goes to show how busy I am–I never even would have thought to compile such a list.