Today is a sleepy day, and I don't just mean because I stayed awake much too late last night. It's rainy and dreary outside, cold and mucky grey. Sure, I looked snappy in my full length pleather coat, but let's face it, nasty rainy days, where the sky just opens up and drools on you, aren't nice. I like rain. This is not the kind of rain I warm up to.

I'm at the ROM today, big surprise, and so far, nothing eventful has happened for me to write about. This is just fine with me. I didn't end up doing much of any use yesterday, though I did do a political cartoon. I felt inspired. There had been intentions of visiting the consulate and making a couple of trips from storage to appartment, but ultimately, I decided I'd rather sit back in my chair and play on the computer. It was a mental health day.

I picked Rick up from work, though, and we took his presents back to his place and then went for Chinese at the restaurant right by his house. Sadly, the food did not sit well with me. That's the problem with restuarants that specialise in Americanised Chinese food: it's greasy, heavy, and runs right through.