When I was a kid, I used to be so starved for something to think about during breakfast that I would read the nutritional info on the cereal box over and over. Nothing has changed for me: when I wake up I grab a bowl of cereal and slam through 100 blog posts. (Thankfully the quality of my morning information has gotten better. I recall being a bored kid.)
When I worked construction, I remember being so starved for something to think about that I would put a talk recorded by Carmack on my 128MB mp3 player, and listen to the same talk over and over, in the hope that I would squeeze something more from it. God, I don't miss those days of boredom!