Hump Day

I have been wracking my brain for the last hour trying to think of something to say and I've come up with nothing.  This day just wasn't all that exciting.  I have lovely things to say tomorrow and Friday, but today there's just not much to talk about.

I mean, I could talk about Brangelina breaking up (Team Jennifer all the way!) but honestly every single news site is covering that whole sad story pretty thoroughly so there's not much to add.  

I could talk about how I loved the season premiere of NCIS much more than I thought I would and actually didn't miss Dinozzo as much as I assumed I would.  I also didn't really enjoy Bull with Dinozzo (aka Michael Weatherly) completely.  I'm fairly sure it will get better because George Washington (aka Chris Jackson) is in it too, so you really can't go wrong. But that's not interesting at all because who really cares about my love for all things NCIS, Hamilton and Michael Weatherly?

I could talk about how I received an email from someone today asking me if I'd write an email for her because she was much too busy to do it herself.  But apparently she wasn't too busy to write the initial email to me.  That's nothing but darn annoying - not interesting in the least.

Or at the very least, I could talk about how a woman at work has lent me a series of Nora Roberts books about something Irish and Mystical, and I really don't want to read them at all.  However I feel bad because she loved them so much and I'm assuming she's going to want to talk about them so I'm going to try to read them - even though I have a stockpile of 12 books on my shelf right now that I actually want to read instead.  But really that's also not at all that interesting - just par for the course when it comes to me.

So you see, today was just a normal hump day where nothing at all happened...