I Hate It When I Do That

I am such a dork.  I did the thing that I find most frustrating today and can most quickly sabotage an evening for me.  I left the book that I am reading at work.  This drives me crazy.  Especially when I am dying to read the book.  One of my favorite things is reading for an hour or so before sleep.  I am trying very hard to read only one book at a time.  And this was such a good book.

Should I start a new book?  Won’t I then find myself in the middle of two books?  Won’t that just get me in the same predicament Otrops finds himself in?  Should I read a New Yorker article or two?  Catch up on library literature or blog feeds?  Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a Peach?

Oh well, I guess life is pretty good if this is the worst problem I am facing.  I can make it through one night.  What a supreme geek I am.