Ho hum

The downside of knowing that people actually read this thing is that you feel a minor obligation to post on some sort of regular basis. That's hard when you go for days on end feeling exceptionally uninspired. Also when you are operating on only a few hours of sleep a night, as I was when I wrote that last post (in case you couldn't tell from its incoherence).

Dweeze said I should I should write about him, but silly Dweeze, you know I don't kiss and tell.

My life has been quite uninteresting lately (I mean, less interesting than usual), so there's not much to write about there. The most exciting thing I did this weekend was go to the store to try out the the new bed I really want to buy. I've been sleeping on the same cheap mattress I bought when I started grad school so many years ago, and now that I can actually afford it, I want a better one. Problem is, my apartment is a sty, and I need to get all the crap cleaned up before I buy it, because there's no way they could set up a new bed in the middle of all this mess.

See, that was really not very interesting, was it? I'll try harder next time.