Start a book and not finish it.
With a few rare exceptions, I’ve finished every book I ever started. This only applies to reading. In case you’re wondering if I’m talking about the novels I (attempt to) write, I’m not. There are several unfinished manuscripts tucked away somewhere, all in different stages of completion. Or should I say incompletion?
Only have one copy of every document on my computer.
Because I make multiple copies of everything for fun.
Sleep in until the afternoon.
Half a day wasted sleeping? Uh-huh. Take a guess as to how I spend my (early) mornings.