Well, I'm sitting here bored out of my mind. I like to have eventful weekends. Miles likes to let dust collect on the soles of his feet over the weekend. The two agendas really have nothing by way of common ground.
I finished reading a book that I started (the first 14 pages) Thursday evening, and took care of another today. I'm debating on whether or not to start a third, as three 400ish page books in a period of 2 days seems to be the tell-all for the most lacking of social lives.
