He wakes up and is late for bible study. He has some issue with the reality of Armageddon and the fact that Satan is a lesson for the angels. It all sounds like nonsense. He listens to Car Talk on NPR afterwards and that improves his equilibrium. He has no interest in cars but the two hosts are very affable and he enjoys listening to them. He does some laundry because he has no underwear and then has a coffee and some cold chicken which he enjoys eating. He reads some of The Girl With the Dragon Tattoo which he is enjoying. It seems to be a compelling detective novel but, as yet, he does not understand why it has been so incredibly popular. Perhaps it was promoted well and it happened to appear at the right time, as with so many things. He goes for a walk in the woods. It is a beautiful day. The sky is all blue. The trees are still naked fingers stretching upwards and the earth is slightly muddy from days old rain. The heat from the sun is intermittently paused by cool breezes. It is a good day for a walk and he feels the depression that gripped him over winter slowly releasing it’s hold on him. He eats some pizza and watches The Goonies. He enjoys the film but never realised that, for a children’s movie, it has an awful lot of cursing by children in it. It reminds him of childhood and that gives him mixed emotions. He makes some paper ice skates with paper, tin foil and coloured pencils. It is fun and he is proud of his work. He only makes one. He thinks that Rick Santorum is slowly working round to accusing President Obama of being Satan on Earth. He has a glass of wine and because he hasn’t drunk wine for a few weeks it makes him feel drunk very quickly. He goes to bed. He still has laundry to do but he goes to bed anyway.