Mrg. Hehe. That's a fun word. Mrg. I realize that I haven't been rambling much lately. I guess it's not all that bad. At least not for you, who so kindly and patiently read every last word that I write. And I'm sure that you definitly sit there and read it all, right?!?

I feel like I have nothing good to say. I have nothing good to say right now. That's so horrible.

I think the reality is that I have nothing appropriate to say. I could say everything on my mind... but I think many of those things are best left for private conversation.

Of course, given the low number of people that actually look at my website, it is quite likely that I could discuss private matters without too much exposure. Then again, it's me... and I am really not fond of giving away too much information about myself, even to people I consider friends.

They day has been gray and rainy. Actually, the day has just been wet. Yesterday was rainy. It rained the whole day. There was some discussion when people were up here about how bad it floods, but I think that the river is awfully wide, and it would take rain in biblical amounts to make things get real bad. Well, a heck of a lot of rain, at any rate.

The apartment is near Pammel Creek, which runs through a cement ditch... and we're set back pretty far from the river. This means we probably aren't in a flood plain. At any rate, it made me curious, so I've started researching things. The local public library has a collection of articles on floods that occurred here in town.

Gee, I write much today. Lots of much...but continue to say very little. I have this wonderful habit of being cryptic when I write. Do you find that aggravating? Can't be much more aggravating then I find using you for both the singular and plural instance. Especially on here... I sound like I'm talking to a specific individual, when I'm talking to a generic group. Course, as I mentioned before, that generic group is really a specific group... aw, hell.

The whole cryptic thing relates back to my tendencies to avoid giving out too much personal information. I was thinking about setting up another site (an anonymous one) so I could write about all the things I don't want to talk about here. But that hasn't happened yet, and if it does, you'll have to ask and even then I may not tell you about it.

So much for having nothing to say. I kind of feel inspired. After dinner I was thinking about rambling on the plight of the "modern" woman... but maybe I won't. That's a complicated issue and each case is different. For you boys that are reading this... (and I know you're all boys...) you have absolutely no idea just exactly how lucky you are. Really, truly, lucky.

Hmm... how many people want me to explain that, or anything else? Well, I don't see any hands, so I'm not going to bother. Yippie.

As for other fun stuff, I am tired and starting to feel kinda sick. Hope that goes away soon. Maybe it'd help if I slept a little more. Some people seem to think I need to sleep more, others think I need less sleep, and some others think I need to tie a bell around my neck. Hmm... don't think that last one is related. So much for now.

Article about what we could have done on Halloween: Halloween in Madison

All of this, and still little on the weekend. Maybe I'll never write about it. Don't the pictures say enough?