I haven't blogged for the past few days, but there's really no reason. I just didn't feel like it. There was nothing to report, no rants to write, nothing really.

I haven't been doing much over the past few days. I did the easy parts of a few more college applications, took a few quizzes in my LiveJournal, read one of my favorite Harry Potter fics, and spent a lot of time doing what I wanted to do.

Last night, my mom made me cook dinner. I think that's supposed to be her way of keeping me from being lazy. She told me Monday night, but I forgot until she called me from work yesterday and said, "So, did you decide what you're cooking for dinner tonight?" I looked around, disgruntled, and wound up making pancakes and eggs. I can't use the Perfect Pancake, so I made them the non-gadget way with a frying pan. I was stuck in the kitchen forever, pouring, flipping, and cooking in general. I don't know how my parents do that all the time.

Today, I went driving by myself for the first time. It was weird, not having to remind my mom to lock her door. Just being all alone in the car was a new feeling. I didn't go far, just to the rugrats' school down the street to practice parking and such. I managed not to hit anything or get in any other car's way. I tried backing into one space, which I've never tried before, and pulled a Megan. I actually got the space next to the one I was aiming for. :x In that case, it was okay, because the lot was empty. So I wound up comfortably in a parking space, just not the one I meant to pull into. Yeah.

I've had some interesting conversations with Greg lately. You think we'd have run out of things to discuss long ago, but no. We can go on for hours about basically nothing. Sometimes it takes an hour or so to get to a meaningful topic. "Meaningful" doesn't always mean good, but except for that one fight we had a while ago, we're generally okay afterwards.

My life rarely makes sense anymore. That sucks. I like logic.

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