i really like the idea of blogging and people who are good at it. i kind of creep on people who write really interesting or profound or clever things. i don't think it's one of my natural talents, though. it's more of a drain for time. i think waaaaaaaaaayyyy too hard about what sounds witty and deep.
i don't know what is worse...having a boring life or being limited to boring prose when describing it. i think i have some of both ailments.
i'm tipsy right now. i went to the boys' house for dinner tonight because mickey brought back imo's pizza from st. louis. not only did he come bearing food, but also alcohol...his parents gave him/us two bottles of wine. i had several glasses because i was the only one who liked it. probably more than what is decent for a sunday night, especially since i have more homework to do. considering how close i came to failing my first OB test (under 75% is a nursing failure), i should feel more motivated. uh.
in the absence of a clever closing line...Godspeed good friends, good night.
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