Trying to fill time..

I noticed recently that I don't like waiting. It actually came as a surprise to me. I always thought of myself as a patient person, but recently it seems I have been spending a lot of time waiting. Waiting for the bus, waiting for someone to show up, waiting for a phone call. And when you are waiting you can't do anything else. Read a book? Listen to the Radio? I'm a person who once he picks up a book doesn't like to put it down until I've finished it, but in the swirling chaos that is my life that is impossible. I've had to relegate my reading to bathroom visits and quick glances at past read books and magazines. You can only read a copy of Readers Digest or Time magazine so many times before you start feeling the whole world is full of anecdotal idiots and religious fanatics. It's gotten so I'm not sure that "This happened to me" isn't my life story. (Remember the time I fought off a grizzly bear with a dust devil and styling mousse.) And the Radio gets switched on for about 20 minutes a day while I do dishes. (Actually longer than 20 minutes as It seems to take forever to find anything worth listening to. First I turn on Glenn Beck and listen to him for five minutes or so and then spend the next half hour hiding under the table waiting for the socialists or communists, or worse yet ATHIESTS to come through my door. (Glenn Becks paranoia seems to be growing exponentially.) Then I turn on Rush Limbaugh, and if I'm lucky and time it just right I can turn it off before I hear him say a word. (One of the great pleasures of my life is shutting off Rush Limbaugh.) And the point. There is no point, I hate waiting. And that's what I'm doing right now. And now that this is done, what next? Well... anyone?