I don't have much to say, but I can still fill up a few paragraphs

I’ve been very lax in updating the blog this week. Either I have no ideas at all, or I think of something really great when I’m nowhere near a computer, and then I can’t remember the idea when I am. In any case, here are a few random thoughts.

I took yesterday off from work to do my taxes. No, my taxes aren’t that complicated, but they are a little complicated, at least for me. Filling out Schedule D or the capital gains tax worksheet usually makes my head spin. It’s all this “if line 6 is larger than line 7, skip to line 12 and add lines 13, 14, and 16, and then multiply by .15” or “if line 6 is smaller than line 7, skip to line 10 and do not pass go.” Did I mention that math is not my strong point? In any case, this year wasn’t too bad, and I was done by 11 a.m., which left me the rest of the day free. It was gorgeous out so I wandered around for a while, figuring it would be a good time to break in a new pair of shoes. Wrong. By the time I hobbled back home, my left foot was actually bleeding. Why must I go through this every year? Are there no shoes out there that won’t cause me intense pain?

Brian and I met some friends of his at a DC United game last night. This was my first United game. It was pretty cool. I haven’t been to a soccer game since college, when the UVA team was it in soccer. They were playing a Mexican team and most of the people there were rooting for Mexico. Loudly rooting, enough to shake the seats. Brian made the mistake of telling me that some seats had collapsed at RFK a few years back, so I spent the rest of the game nervously looking around to make the seats looked secure. When we were on our way home, I got a call from Colin telling me there was a fire in our building, but it didn’t seem to have spread (ther building hadn’t been evacuated). As you may know, my apartment burned down when I was in college, so I am really terrified of fire. When we got to 16th and Florida, there were police cars preventing traffic from going up 16th St, and I was thinking, this is not good. There were maybe five fire trucks outside the building and at least a dozen firemen roaming around. They hadn’t been letting all the people outside back into the building, but about two minutes after we arrived, they let everyone except those who live on the floor where the fire happened back in. The fire had been out for a while, but there was a lot of smoke and they were still trying to clear it out. The fire was four floors below my apartment and on the other side of the building, but my hall really reeked of smoke, so I guess the fire was pretty bad.

Since we were at the game, I taped Lost and Alias and will get to them at some point. Unfortunately, what happened on Lost last night is all over the headlines (well, at least headlines of news sources I visit), so that surprise has been spoiled. Not that I won’t be watching it of course. I’m hoping the remainder of the episodes will have a little more action. The flashbacks were great in the beginning, fleshing out the characters, but now I feel like they are slowing down the action on the island. We still know very little about the island. I really like this show, but the pacing is definitely a problem.

I suppose that’s enough rambling for one post.