Tonight feels more like March than December. A misty rain is falling and the fog will stick around through tomorrow afternoon, at least, with temps near fifty tomorrow before halving to twenty-five on Saturday. I must remember to get gas and maybe shovel the slush off the steps before the freeze. I don't want to leave the house Saturday.

And how are you? Today seemed long but I did ok. This morning Nat and I watched a special on tagging sharks until I hit the gym at seven for cardio and abs. My arms are telling me not to lift; this will be the first two week stretch with only twice a week upper body in two and a half years. After the gym I showered, ate breakfast, and drove through the fog to Java Dock for a frustrating half-hour of trying to get my computer to sync with the establishment's wireless. I gave up and returned home, where I cleaned and read for a while before sliding out before noon to the library (PK Dick novels before the library closes for the holiday), Home Depot (towel hooks), and an hour in a hot and crowded but not unpleasant Alterra's. Then I hit a packed but efficient Costco before watching one and a half Modern Family episodes with M. I foraged for dinner, nothing serious, and M and I talked about NY Eve plans. I don't care much what we do but she wants to do something special for the boys. Honestly, I think the boys would be fine playing video game and drinking sparkling cider. We'll work something out. Then I read a little and talked with my sister. She seems fine, we don't talk much, really, but we get along. The whole parental subject doesn't get broached much, at least by me, as I don't want to vent on her and lives better in a world outside of all that. I understand. Then M and I finished the last half of the second Modern Family and I came upstairs to read, although she was kind of pissed and said she's watching a Castle without me. That's ok. I want to settle in with a sleeping pill and Bryson's book on Australia. Tomorrow I might play hoops. Good night, people. The year's almost over.