I don't have anything good to say...

...so maybe I shouldn't say anything at all...

Eh... I never liked that saying. It is true that I don't have much to say at the moment... my life is a little on the dull side this week. No snarky comments to be made, no mean observations of my work place surfacing. I guess I've just been feeling under the weather. I don't even know what that saying means... but the point is I feel like shit. I'll be better in a few days.

So what's new with you? Nothing? Bored at work without my blog to read? Just kidding. I've actually been busy at work. This is the first chance to sit down and type something... and I have nothing to say.

Ohh... I got an iPod Mini the other day. A cute green one. Since you all know how fond I am of naming my new electronic devices... His name is Jimmy. Jimmy the Mini. Sorry, it was 3am when I was loading his software onto my computer (Bob) so I had to think of something remotely clever to register him as. I like to think of my possessions as male. I don't know why, I just do. For example: I want a male cat and I only want boys (children). I have their names all picked out... but I don't know if I should tell you for fear you will steal my wondrously unique names. I guess, you tell me a secret, then I'll tell you mine. So yeah, not that I'm even close to having a kid, or a kitten for that matter, planning on having boys is the only thing keeping me from swearing off kids all together (please read the Kids Day At The Office post). Nothing against all you females out there (hell.. I am one, if you can't tell...) but I think little girls are just too much work. I know what a little devil I was growing up, and how much I cost (dance, costumes, tickets to plays, clothes, hair products, makeup, etc). Big $$$$$ if ya ask me.

Again, not even close to having kids, but this is where my tangent landed me. So there ya go!