Blah. Blah, blah, blah. I have nothing to say. Which means I shouldn't be writing because then I'm teasing you into reading a bunch of blathering bullshit that you'd rather not waste your time on. But I guess I'm mean like that, and anyway, I like to pretend that you love my drivel as much as you love me.
I hesitate to write anything because I'm full of negativity and I don't want you to dislike me. I don't do so hot around Christmas- but to talk about my feelings is to bring the wrath of Everyone Who Isn't Me down upon me, and I'm not up for it.
My friend Kate and I want to start an atheist community in Eugene. I'm disapointed that there isn't one here already, but Kate seems willing to do the work and I'm willing to help her. It'd be nice to have a support group. A community.
We had friends over for dinner last night. A guy that I work with and his wife and their little girl. We had Ty's gumbo again, and they really enjoyed it. I like them.
That's it. That's all I've got.
I'd need Ty's permission to share that one.
Corrie said...
5:58 PM