Blogging to my blog just for the sake of blogging to my blog

I still have nothing to say. (When I say “still”, I mean since I started this thing last year...) However, I have some spare time, so I might as well post.

I mentioned earlier that I was having problems with my Axim—that the sound had quit, and then come back, and I was expecting it to quit again—but it’s been fine since then. Odd, but good.

There was no Youth Group on Friday, which was nice, as I needed a day off from that. So instead, I went out with Andrea and some of her friends. Unfortunately, I didn’t know one of them, and barely knew another one, so I felt a bit like a 6^th wheel. Which, now that I think about it, makes it an even number, so I should have felt better about the whole thing...

During my daily catch up on the blogs of all of the people I know, I read from two friends of mine from back home today. I miss those guys, sometimes. (Or, if you are one of those people, I miss you guys sometimes.)

This post is worse than usual; not only is it pointless and content-free, it’s even worsely written than usual.

I’m still reading The Da Vinci code, because I’m not able to set aside enough time to read these days. And the time that I did have to read, on the weekend, I devoted to catching up on The Nation, instead, since I had three back issues to go through. Speaking of back issues of The Nation, I noticed a couple of months ago that they’d neglected to send me a particular issue, and I emailed them about it, and they never got back to me. But then I forgot about it. Now I’m not too worried about it anymore, so I probably won’t bother to go back and complain about it again.

I have nothing else to say.

I wasn’t kidding when I said that I was posting just to kill some time—but I didn’t kill enough time. All I really feel like doing today is reading a book.