Well, that's not entirely true. I re-read some Flannery O'Connor stories. "Wiseblood" sort of cheered me up, but "A Good Man is Hard to Find" is a little more depressing. Except when the Misfit shoots the grandmother. She had it coming.
O'Connor's writing really does hold up today.
Also read some Twain (The Prince and the Pauper).
I bet Mark Twain could write a great blog if he wasn't dead.
If I didn't have to drive home, I'd sit in my cube and drink all day. I'm invisible while I work so I doubt anyone would notice.
At least I have a job.And a library card.
And this blog, which is probably the most useless way of wasting time I've yet indulged myself in.
Which would be impressive if you knew how many ways I've tried.