Happy Good Friday. I feel as if I should attend services. The weather is excellent for churchgoing, all rain and wind, and I'd like to sit in the balcony off to the side and take in the readings and Gospel but not the hymns or the handshake of peace. My whole body feels tired, every muscle, but in a good way, matching the weather.

The last couple days have been pretty good. Ok, I'm going to stop grinding my teeth now. Breathe. Yes. This morning I rose at 4:10AM and hit the gym by five. Hardly anyone showed, probably people slept late for the holiday. I did forty-five minutes on the modified stairmaster and skipped crunches. I'll do those later. Then I showered, ate breakfast, and drove into the office. The two doors back by the maintenance parking lot were locked so I cut through the dorms again, where I flash my faculty ID and the desk clerk, who probably doesn't care who she's letting through into the lecture halls as long as that person doesn't stop by the elevators, waved me without as much as a glance up. I got a shitload finished, though, tedious and detail-oriented paperwork that requires or at least lends itself to isolation. Huge raindrops hung on the windows. I lit a candle and listened to eels. Paul the security guard stopped by for a chat but he didn't stay long as he was leaving at 7:30AM. Other than wrestling with the complicated new printer/copy machine the morning went well. After a quick consultation with M I drove south a couple miles to Trader Joe's. M likes their orzo so I snagged three bags, plus this new rice/orzo combination, along with tofu, marinara sauce, refried beans, and garbanzo beans. Tourists and family heading home for Easter, I imagine, were heavy on 43 north. I pushed past the highway amateurs. Later I watched the start of the last Harry Potter movie, but that storyline freaks the shit out of me, even though my ten and eight years old watched without a flinch. T was playing hoops in the rain so he and I played one on one while the wind brushed the mist sideways. That was fun, an enduring memory, even, and he's getting faster. He said “you're taller than me” and I said, “Not for long.” Then we drove over to Starbucks for free Earth Day coffee and Gamestop for Call of Duty: Modern Warfare 2. T's been weird this week. First, he's on a self-imposed “no facebook” stretch that started after an insomniac night. Then he's hardly asked to hang out with friends. I'm not sure what's up, but he says everything's fine. We'll see. He's a great kid.

I'm drinking free coffee, reading Tomato Red, and probably will drink more coffee soon because I want to stay up tonight for The King's Speech. How in the hell did 5PM arrive? Have a good Friday.