Another pretty lazy day, although I was spurred into activity off and on through the afternoon. I woke after seven, and I can’t say I did much besides clean, Wii-bowl, and hang out with the boys through most of the morning. M and the boy had visitors starting at about eleven, so I cleaned, made lunch, and ate lunch around the kids and the moms’ conversations. After a while I grew bored and restless. M mentioned we needed beer for tomorrow night’s party, so I drove a town over, to a decent liquor store, and picked up a 20 pack of Bud Light (Jim, a neighbor, only drinks A-B products), a twelve pack of Corona Light, and a twelve pack of Hein. Light. When you combine those with another twelve pack, assuming my math is correct, we have 56 beers. Well, fifty-five, I drank one tonight. I think we could use one more case. As M says, the beer doesn’t spoil. Actually, I think beer does spoil, but I can’t tell the difference, so no loss. Anyway, we’re still not sure how many people will attend. I’m more stressed over the numbers than M, though, so whatever happens, happens. After the liquor store I picked up a cheap 8 X 10 frame for a ZRD playlist that usually hangs in the bathroom, but the last frame somehow fell off the wall and broke. I was wired and bitchy by the time I arrived home, so after some television I drove to the gym and rode thirty minutes on the bike. Whoo, did a workout feel good. I had been eating like shit (discovered a stash of Christmas candy and ate more or less half the bag for lunch), and although I probably didn’t lose much on the bike, I felt a ton better for the effort. After a quick shower I ate dinner (M’s quesadillas) and watched some of The Black Dahlia. T and I chatted for a while on the couch before we went upstairs. I read N a few books before he fell asleep. The other two were wired, and I felt badly for sending them upstairs (T constantly, constantly wants to hang out…I’m so torn on encouraging him to be alone sometimes and taking advantage of an attitude I know won’t last forever), but they fell asleep without incident. I finished The Black Dahlia. I’m a huge Ellroy fan, and I thought the film did his work justice at least as much as L.A. Confidential. I don’t think this film made much money. Hilary Swank was esp. strong, I thought, although she could have lost the weird accent and done just as well. After the movie I caught some of the Bucks game (another win). I’ll go upstairs with some Ellroy before bed. Tomorrow is a cleaning day, maybe a workout and a bath before the party starts. I think rain is in the forecast. I don’t mind. I’m up for it. I’ve enjoyed this break. Good night.