So I kept trying to blog yesterday, but Blogger is having some problems. Namely, too many users, so they're alternating who can blog, so it's this huge pain trying to get through to publish. I mean, I wrote a blog on Monday, and it's now Wednesday, and hopefully if people are reading this, then people can read that one, which hasn't been able to publish until now! Argh. Whatever. I guess the fates were just against me blogging against my Monday-Wednesday-Friday schedule.
I can't really think of much to say. Work is excessively quiet. I have a few little things to do, but nothing major and nothing to take up much of my time. I guess I could do my own filing day. Woo. Hoo. Hmm, I think I'll go to Barnes & Noble at lunch and use my gift cards. I thought of a book to get: the second part of Blanche Wiesen Cook's biography of Eleanor Roosevelt. I'm thinking, though, that I might want to get something fictional as well. I read fiction a lot quicker, and have a tendency to re-read them more, which to me justifies buying them.
Current song in my head:
"I Still Haven't Found What I'm Looking For" by U2