So I just finished watching Burn After Reading, the Coen brothers’ follow-up to the epic No Country For Old Men. And I thought Country was depressing! In my current mood and situation, all I need is to listen to the new Chris Isaak album, and… Well. Let’s just say that in three days the neighbors would be calling the police, complaining of a strange smell.

My mood is not helped by the fact that I read most of the day instead of working, though I did get a little bit done. But I feel like a fat bastard of a slug. There’s always tomorrow, I suppose.