I just got home. I thought I heard someone moving in the dark. At the top of the stairs, for a moment, I confused a coat hanging on the end of the banister for a home intruder. For a moment I thought my life might take a turn for the exciting.

Today I saw Sin City. It rocked. It was the high point of my day. The low point was just shy of everything else. Work dragged. I talked to Katie briefly, that was a plus. Tomorrow I’m going to take it easy. Slow day, if I have something to do, I’m probably going to do it late.