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1 October 2002 I consider myself to be a fast reader, and after three days of valiant attempts, I am only 112 pages into it, out of a possible 280. There is a pattern here: first I concentrate, and get a few pages read, and then get annoyed at the book, and then start spacing out, moving my eyes over the book without absorbing any of its information. Then I realize what's going on, and take another drink of wine. Or try to distract myself with anything else within arm's length that's readable: coupons, bills, catalogs, etc. Then it repeats again. I hate, hate, hate this book. I guess it would be best for me to deal with my hatred, and stop flinging the thing across the room. |
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