In the last few weeks someone's turned up time from an ordinary pace to a run. And I've never been fond of exercise.
My reading has suffered. I re-read Jayne Ann Krentz's Sweet Fortune over the weekend. She is one of my comfort read authors.
The Reading Room posted a meme on Facebook that said you become a combination of the five books you've spent the most time with. I can't decide who that makes me - maybe an inhabitant of the Discworld? There could be worse fates :)