meaningless rambling, yet again

I finished my calc homework (more or less) and signed up for that trick or treat street thing at the children's museum...

I don't talk philosophically, as much, anymore. One might wonder why this is occurring. Do I enjoy reflection less? Am I keeping my philosophy to myself? Am I bored with thinking? Am I tired of learning? One would hope that this is not the case... thinking and learning are lovely, and should not be dispensed with. However, this is a troublesome issue indeed. Why is it that I have stopped reflecting about philosophical questions? Note the lack of horror on the part of my classmates, who in the past might have complained about the TOK-like aspects of this blog. Is this due to a lack of caring, an increase in acceptance, or a decrease in reflection? I believe it is this last item, for these entries as of late have been filled with such banalities as "I didn't go to art club today" and "I hate the extended essay."

Ok, anyways, away from that weird voice. It's scaring me somewhat. But I do hope that my blog doesn't become so uninteresting as to incur the wrath of, say, Matt, Ian, Paul, Chris, Ned, Sarah, Vicki, Ashley, Mary... um... Never mind. Though I'm not sure it matters anyway, because very few people actually read this... though I'm always surprised by new people who've come here and left random comments.

I really need to get to bed, but before I do, I would like to state that my mouse is spawn of hell and should not be allowed out in public. I'm too lazy to get a new mouse, though...