What I think about when I’m mowing the lawn: Bloggers.
What I think about when I’m weeding the gardens: Nothing, I’m in the zone, leave me alone!
What I think about when I’m riding in the car: Bloggers.
What I think about when I’m eating: “Mmmmm, this tastes soooo good! I bet [any given blogger] would really like this!”
What I think about when I’m drinking “the alcohol”: Bloggers. Definitely bloggers. And sex. But not sex with bloggers. Because that’s dirty. *looking around* Ahem.
What I think about when I’m drifting off to sleep: Bloggers.
…and when I’m waking up: Bloggers.
What I think about when I’m in the shower: Work.
What I think about when I’m dreaming: Work.
What I think about when I’m in work meetings: Bloggers. Or how hot all the boys around me are. Because effing a, I appreciate a fine geek.
What I think about when I’m visiting family: Bloggers.
What I think about when I’m visiting friends: A tiny bit about bloggers, but mostly about what an awesome or not awesome time I’m having with my friends.
What I think about when I’m watching movies at home or at the theater: Bloggers. Especially if a blogger recommended the movie.
What I think about when I’m watching Top Chef: RW. :P And B. And how fucking hot Tom and Padma are.
What I think about when I’m coding web pages: Bloggers.
What I think about when I’m doing a work project: The project.
What I think about when I’m staring into Hay’s eyes: Hay.
What I think about when I’m hugging my kittos: My kittos.
What I think about when I’m [ ...censored... ]: [ ...no comment... ]

Conclusions:
1. I am AD[H]D. Seriously. Just undiagnosed.
2. I think about you all a lot.
3. I like it that way.
4. Avi needs to hurry up and get his shit together so I can post about him again. (A random conclusion not exactly based on the list above.)