Today I did something I've always wanted to do. I studied speed reading. First I took a couple of classes on the You Tube with this guy who appears to be teaching in his basement:
God, how I love the Inter-web.
Then I took this totally fun test, which I highly recommend for wasting time at work.
In case you're interested, I read 500 words a minute with 80% comprehension.
I'd like to improve that. With the amount of tasks I try to cram into one day, I go to bed each night feeling like that morning was three days ago. If I can keep my inbox to fifty unanswered e-mails, it's a good day. At any given moment, I have twenty books out from the library and a ten inch pile of papers to sort. And still I surge ahead, rarely saying "no" to any opportunity.
After all, it's very possible that my life is already half over. I figure I can sleep all I want when I'm dead.