There are a million other things I should be doing with my time...cleaning my house, riding my motorcycle, cooking my family dinner, talking to my Mother on the phone. But I can't. I just....can't. There are too many good books to read.
I've binged on 18 EMS books in two days. My eyes are bleeding. They are like crack, even when they are not that great. The author has a formula that works though 18 in a row make it repetitive. Though now I'm pretty sure when I peg my husband's gland after only one finger I'm fucking it all up. I guess you can't do it until you've got three fingers in. Who knew?