I've spent today in an utterly useless manner. While generally, this is a positive thing, I didn't enjoy today as much as I might have. Not that I'm complaining. I'd never complain about having nothing to do. And, in fact, that isn't the situation. I have plenty to do, and I didn't do any of it. I slept a bit, and laid around a lot. And wrote a little. So, pretty good on the whole.
Tomorrow should be an odd day. It's Mother's Day, which, for whatever reason didn't strike me when I made plans with Jody. Meh, it'll work out.
I'm hungry sort of. I'm waiting on my parents to get in a fight. Should be lovely.
