June 23, 2009
Tuesday. No work. I slept late, which is often easy to do in the cool, dark basement. Upstairs it was sunny. Dust was illuminated in the air around the windows. After showering, I fell on to poofy beige leather chair and opened Storm of Swords by RR Martin. Intermittently my phone chimed with a message from Stu, complaining about the ratio of men to women downtown. My eyes averted back to the pages in my book, not wanting to be disturbed. I even lost my phone within the folds of the chair later, asking someone to give it a ring.