The world's most boring blog

I'm officially the most boring person on the planet. I spent my Friday evening checking out J's new apartment and then I fell asleep at nine in the evening. And now it's Saturday morning and I'm taking a break from such fun stuff as cleaning out the microwave, cleaning the kitchen, laundry, mopping, etc. Sometimes I wonder if other people my age are this boring. But as J and I were discussing, maybe it's not so much we're boring as that we are so out of the going out and partying mode and that we're more into the get things done. Funny how that switch flips.

On the upside, I've been listening to Evita on CD and it's been fun. It's been so long since I've listened to an entire musical from start to finish and it's made the house cleaning go by so much better. I'm going to run out and do some errands here in a minute. Maybe get some writing/editing done this afternoon if I'm really efficient, and also (of course) a run on the treadmill.