I don’t think I really understand what you’re asking for, but here are my current reading habits and a vague idea of the state of my (home) office.
I read mostly textbooks at the moment, but I made time for the library’s copy of Siddhartha yesterday. In general I like to keep up with the New Yorker, because it’s so well written and edited that everything in it seems to be interesting, regardless of the topic. (I’m currently in the middle of an article about carp.) But that’s low priority and I’ve been busy lately, so for the first time since I acquired the habit I’m a couple of issues behind.
The books on my media list are: 4-Hour Workweek (not planning to read it, but it came up in conversation and I wanted to glance through it), one of PJ Eby’s, one of the vipassana books that was recommended by someone here, some fiction recommendations from friends (Beggars in Spain, Kraken), more recommendations from LW (Linguistic Pragmatics, Predictably Irrational, MoR, Refuse to Choose, Home Comforts), some philosophy (the Enchiridion), a couple from my anthropology teacher (Primate’s Memoir and an article about tarsiers), and a couple classics I’ve been meaning to get around to (On the Road and Siddhartha, the latter of which I’ve now checked off).
I miscounted, by the way. Four table surfaces. One with computers; one with printer, pattern pieces, and flashcards; one with sewing machine and fabric; and one with cutting mat, button-making apparatus and (at the moment) a bunch of sewing-related miscellany, because I dumped out a bag of it while looking for something in a hurry. The only other large groups of my stuff in this room are my fabric stash and mending pile, both of which are pretty sloppy but I don’t have a better container handy for either.
I don’t think I really understand what you’re asking for, but here are my current reading habits and a vague idea of the state of my (home) office.
I read mostly textbooks at the moment, but I made time for the library’s copy of Siddhartha yesterday. In general I like to keep up with the New Yorker, because it’s so well written and edited that everything in it seems to be interesting, regardless of the topic. (I’m currently in the middle of an article about carp.) But that’s low priority and I’ve been busy lately, so for the first time since I acquired the habit I’m a couple of issues behind.
The books on my media list are: 4-Hour Workweek (not planning to read it, but it came up in conversation and I wanted to glance through it), one of PJ Eby’s, one of the vipassana books that was recommended by someone here, some fiction recommendations from friends (Beggars in Spain, Kraken), more recommendations from LW (Linguistic Pragmatics, Predictably Irrational, MoR, Refuse to Choose, Home Comforts), some philosophy (the Enchiridion), a couple from my anthropology teacher (Primate’s Memoir and an article about tarsiers), and a couple classics I’ve been meaning to get around to (On the Road and Siddhartha, the latter of which I’ve now checked off).
I miscounted, by the way. Four table surfaces. One with computers; one with printer, pattern pieces, and flashcards; one with sewing machine and fabric; and one with cutting mat, button-making apparatus and (at the moment) a bunch of sewing-related miscellany, because I dumped out a bag of it while looking for something in a hurry. The only other large groups of my stuff in this room are my fabric stash and mending pile, both of which are pretty sloppy but I don’t have a better container handy for either.