Got home, pretty goddamn tired, and just didn't want to do anything. Bored, exhausted, ready to put the brain in off position... My fingers itched for a remote.
Instead, hung out with the roommate some (she works mostly nights, so me seeing her twice this week is an amazing thing), read two screenplays for work, and ate a banana nut muffin. Eventually, turned to books -- The Beard's Basic History Of The United States, this great old school history book that's a bit dense, but quite interesting, and bits of Poppy Z. Brite's Drawing Blood (waves to Nicky). Rereads both, but it'd been a while.
Then, got up and futzed around on the computer, preparing a short story for submission to Asimov's, did some work on another essay. Tomorrow, I'll need to work on the screenplay some -- after I hit a milestone in a project, generally I need a day or two to decompress. But this, I need to get back to work on.
So, time for Daily Show now. Tomorrow looks like it'll be busy, and then Friday will come rolling around. Maybe I'll even leave the house Friday night. An exciting thought.
Today was definitely a rough day. But I didn't lose it, got through it, got some things done. I'm back on track. And ready for bed.