After a long absence, and by that I mean I haven't even really thought about posting for the past two months, I figured I'm finally past the thinking-of-posting-makes-me-bored-and-sick stage and feel more like sure-why-not. 

Summer was better than I thought it was going to be.  I managed to keep busy even though there isn't much to do.  I've read tons and tons.  At first, reading as much as I was felt wonderful.  My parents couldn't pull me out of books.  Now, as I stare at the thirty books in my room that need to go back to the library soon, I realize that some of them haven't been that good.  Actually, a fair number haven't been that good.  I can't decide whether I'm becoming too picky or whether publishing has just gone that far down hill.  So I'm beginning to be bored by the whole 15 books a week deal. 

I've been putt-putting and gambling and whined about how there's nothing to do.  I've also been slightly irritated by an issue I think might be better kept off of here. 

For some weird reason, I do believe that it is the board game I played last night that triggered my change in feelings toward posting (hey, Kathleen, see, I AM posting!!!).  I played Wildcatter last night with A and it was great fun.  Wildcatter, for those who don't know, is an oil version of Monopoly.  In the end, I was making almost $15M per month (go-around the board)!!!  I also discovered one of the casino's has a game called Texas Tea where you can end up drilling for oil!  The game was good to me, on the second trip, and I made almost $3 (on penny slots, I hasten to add)!

Well, it's been a long post so I'll stop writing for now.