So here's the thing...

I am terrible at reading on days that I have off work. I don't know what it is, but when I'm at work I can truck through 100+ pages, but when I have the day off I just don't do it. It's completely backwards, but whatever works. I also have serious trouble reading when I work on 3rd shift, so for the most part I read Tuesday, Wednesday and Thursday and for the rest of the week I just do nothing. My brain is going to atrophy.

I did read tonight/this morning, though. If nothing other than to keep up with the bookclub on InsaneJournal I forced myself through a bit more of The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time by Mark Haddon and I'm going to go ahead and get today's ~20 pages out of the way too. Nothing else in my Margaret Atwood book yet, but maybe I'll get around to that tonight. I hope so, I need to expand my literary horizons.

At least I'm learning British slang through this Mark Haddon book. The Brits call the stove a "cooker." That makes so much more sense than stove. Good grief.