A Nothing Post

I'm afraid I've been forced into a nothingness post. Well, not forced, really. I just don't like to go so long without posting that I have to post, even if it's nothing.
Last time I did a nothingness post, it eventually made me think of something to post. Unfortunatly, my brain is very blank right now. Not a good sign, I'm sure. In fact, it's beginning to look like I'm going to go on like this for a long time. *heavy sigh* .................................................
.......................................................mmmkay....................................wow......................nope,still nothing................................
My computor has been very dumb lately. It thinks it has a virus. But it doesn't. Every time I open up one of my Word documents, it flashes up a little window that says "this file is still infected. Do you want to delete this file?" Well, not really. So I close out the program, click on my Norton icon, and start the second virus scan of the day. A total...like, complete scan of your entire computor - including all files, documents, discs, drives etc. - takes about 1 and 1/2 hours. So when its done I come back and click on my "report card". It always, without fail, reads: "Files Scanned: 101389 [not an exaggeration. I just read my report card.] Files Infected: 0. Files Repaired: 0. Files Quarantined: 0. Files Deleted: 0." Then I go and open up my document again. No little windows, no musial little warning "beeps." ?????????????
Floppy discs. Why are they called that? Just a thought. If anyone knows, feel free to share.
So now you've heard my sad story. If, of course, you've read this far. At least I found something to write about.
Alas, I have no pictures to post. Even though I went to Wornall yesterday. I showed up with the impression we weren't supposed to be in costume, then found out we were, so I had to borrow a dress from the carriage house. It felt very weird to be without my hoop and petticoats. Espescially since I was wearing jeans and tennis shoes under it. So weird. So now I am dying to go somewhere full costume. Even if its cold. Anyone want to join me?
Hmmmm. Let's see. I was thinking how odd it is that Matthew is going to be thirteen this year. It's like totally freaking me out. But at least he's not taller than me yet...hee hee hee. It's very annoying that I am turning fifteen this year and not sixteen. Fifteen is such a dull birthday. (Unless you have Bolivian ancestry, like you, Steph. ;)) Of course, my dad says I can have a cell-phone when I turn fifteen. It's kind of odd...he is reluctant to allow me to have a cell-phone, yet he constantly talks about me getting my driver's permit. Fact is, I'm scared to death of driving. I would totally booger every thing up. Can you imagine? Well actually, don't. Plus, all I'd have to practice with is the mini-van. I'm sure there's no way my dad would let me drive his highlander...(or, as Abby calls it, the "high-lighter.") lol.
What a dull post. This wasn't as good as most of my nothingness posts. I think I'll be quiet, now, anyway. Ta-ta for now.