Lists of music, too; we've been going through the Guardian's '1000 albums to listen to before you die' series, which is a bit like looking through the record collection of somebody whom you really like but don't yet quite get, if you see what I mean. It's a bizarre collection of interesting recommendations, pretentiousness, obviousness, obscureness, coolness and craziness. I'm ticking off a fair number of them. At home, the aim is to tick off more records than Owen; at work, the game's played the other way round, and being able to tick off more than anybody else means a concomitant loss of credibility. 'Humiliation', as played in Changing Places: what's the most famous book you haven't read? (Music-wise, at work, an honourable draw was agreed when we established that none of us had ever deliberately listened to a record by Elvis Presley.) High Fidelity: Mornington Crescent.
Listlessness: the state of mind one finds oneself in when one doesn't have a list of things to do, places to go, books to read, albums to listen to. Wandering aimlessly; wandering freely.