Sunday night

The cold is getting to me, more than previous years. Less body fat I suppose. I don't want to do much at all, not even stay in the warm apartment and clean. Curl up in bed and read, yes. Typical mid-winter doldrums.

I saw two movies this weekend: "Pan's Labyrinth" and "The Pursuit of Happyness." I'll write about them tomorrow. I'm tired now, and have to get up insanely early to catch a flight out of town for a meeting. One day, two flights, 1800 miles.