so far, today has been relaxing. i woke up around 11 and had cereal and toast. while i was eating the toast, i heard a lot of banging from the porch. timidly, i proceeded over to see what it was--a squirrel. there is one window that does not have a screen. i guess the squirrel came through this window and was trapped. he was going ballistic--jumping from window to window, knocking over blair's paintings, spinning off the tire on the bike that hangs in there. i felt sooo bad for the poor guy. so i decide to try to lead him to the "escape window" by a trail of bread. my being on the porch was not such a good idea, for he became even more ballistic. so i left a huge piece of the bread by the window and proceeded back to my toast. i went back about 10 minutes later, to find that the little critter took off w/the prize and out the window. after watching some tv, i came back and was scared shitless of the little fellow making a return visit--there was more bread in the porch. i left him alone, and he found his way out. i guess squirrels aren't all that dumb.

anyways...that was something a little out of the ordinary that happened today. otherwise, i read more of anita shreve's "fortune's rocks." its sucking me in. i'm about to read another chapter before heading to a party. maybe i will write more on the book's progression when i get back tonight.