The local newspaper has decided to shrink the Sunday comics page from 6 pages to 4. This means that many comics are now crammed into a half-sized space about the dimensions of a paperback book cover. I left the editor a nasty voicemail, and I think that if they don't put it back, it's time to cancel the Sunday subscription and start reading them online.
Sarah & Cara & Mel came over for Noir Night tonight (& Bryree later). Greg made tasty spaghetti for dinner. Sarah brought very tasty cookies. I skipped the movie and worked on my annual review and biographical sketch instead, sigh.
Talked to my Mom this morning, and we agreed that we're both happier when we're learning something new than just coasting on what we already know.