Ok, I take back everything I said about figure skating yesterday. I watched the mens' free skate tonight. Wow. It was a little weird to see all these guys retiring. I've watched them for years. Of course, the weirdest part is that they did, indeed, look old and stiff compared to those who came after. Especially -- oh my gosh, Timothy Geobel! (I'm not sure I spelled his name right) he's this kid who can do quads like they're nothing. All the other guys worked really hard for their quads and this kid just kept throwing them out like they were nothing.

The commentary was good, too. Not too much. Not too little. It's such a delicate balance, and this Olympics has been way off sometimes. I mean, Bob Costas is just terrible. I wince every time I hear him talk. I couldn't stand to watch the opening ceremonies all the way through because there was so much inane chatter, especially the parts that came from him.

And the snowboarding commentary was hillarious. Must have been hard to find people who knew what they were talking about. The guys they had used so much slang I needed a translater. I wonder if the Canadian commentators were any better.

Day job: Someone offered me a different job today. I gave them a counter-proposal, of course. I'm really not feeling well enough to make any big decisions like this. We'll see how it plays out though. Getting more information.

Books: Well, I've got three new possible beginnings. I'm trying to decide if I should let Sarah read it with a new beginning or with the old one. I think just getting another set of eyes on it would be good.