A day off.

Nothing much. I'm tired. I had coffee with a friend, was really forgetful, went to my favorite used clothing shop and bought a pair of pants and a sweater. I wrote a few e-mails, arranged to meet the Enterprise reporter on Monday, played phone tag with the Modesto Bee. I'm going to clean the house. Really. Really clean, too. Except that I'm tired. Maybe I'll finish Terri's book instead.