Bathroom Reading

So I was sitting in the bathroom a few minutes ago doing some (cough) reading. I looked at the counter and sighed, all I had for material was the same magazines that have been there for months and by this time (like everytime) it was too late to run and find something else. I picked up one of the mags and started flipping through it, annoyed with seeing the same photos and same articles once again. Then the solitude of the bathroom gave me a bright idea. "Ding!" Why don't I start looking at the magazine from the back! HOLY SHIT! It was amazing. I was like a kid in a candy store, there were all these articles I'd never noticed before because I never made it past the first couple days. My irritation has been thwarted for atleast a few more days.