The good thing about no iBook is that I got to curl up in one of the comfy chairs by the window (when I'm typing, I prefer a tabletop). Too noisy to read for long; enjoyable nonetheless.
I'm motivated to do some house cleaning; we'll see how long that lasts. At least the dishes will be done.
The Majestic further reinforced my belief that all people in L.A. drive convertibles. I'm certain that
Can man live on Chex Mix alone?