The mind of a man trapped inside the body of ... well .. of a man

The man on the street tells me that due different physical structure of the interconnections between lobes of the brain for men and women, men can concentrate on a single task much better where women can concentrate on more than one task, but to an effectively lesser extent.

This is why when watching the tele with you GF she can be talking away happily and you wont hear a single word she says right up until your mind grasps the end of the phrase ".... to a single word that I am saying. Are you ?".

(Followed by the inevitable, "Yes I was" and the "Well, what did I just say then?")

So here is my dilemma of the day ......

I have been reading a great book on the train on the way to work.  It is a cops V "bad guys" book and I am just up to the bit where the "bad guys" have just been caught and are beginning to be questioned by the cops.

Now I find myself sitting at my desk on a Monday afternoon and all I can think of is reading the fucking book. Not work, not anything else that my GF told me to do today (well, I wouldn't be doing that, since we were watching tele when she told me and only pretended that I had heard), and certainly not anything productive.

Pretty much will have to go home tonight and finish reading the darn thing so that I can continue with the rest of my life.

..... it really makes me ponder, is the written word the most wastefull invention of all time ?