it's just too much. i can't keep up. now i got 4 books from the liberry and one still waiting and one in transit. why do i haft fill my queue endlessly? i need my secretary to be my surrogate reader. i need somebody to read to me while i read. i wish i could read one book with my left brain and one with my right but i expect they would arc across and i'd be crosseyed. ok, quit stalling duggles, read on! 
and yet... picking up these fevered days i read "there is always one thing to be grateful for, that one is one's self & not somebody else." ah, emily d.