Last night, today was turned by midnight into another today. Today, I saw people pass out without telling me, and then come back and decide not to bring their old selves back with them. I am wary of the new them because they weren’t here while they were out. But it’s okay, because today I passed out and didn’t tell them. Today, I will congratulate them for their unconsciousness, and say goodbye for the last time. Today, I will forget today, and welcome them back, because they have been out for so long.

After dinner, we played catch, and then watched Sir Scott’s Gladiator, but only the arena scenes. Try this: Lord of the Rings without Frodo. Just skip the scenes he’s in. It’s gratifying.