  Yesterday was fairly mundane. I went home after another unproductive day at work and did a little workout then wasted the rest of the day with a nap.
Karly provided a break in the day with a phone call. She’s dogsitting to Dobermans for a friend and wanted to know if I’d be interested in taking my dogs out to the dog park with her. My dogs are scared to death of most things, but I thought it might be nice for them to get out and about. However, upon the torrential monsoon-like storms we’ve been getting, I’m going to have to postpone our dog-date till tomorrow or another sunny day.
That works out better for me because I can spend more time at the bookstore studying. Marcus came over last night. He didn’t sleep well due to Mishka’s incessant barking. She was scared of the thunder and wanted to lie in my arms. This did not please him. Today, I’m reading The house of the Scorpion. I'm feeling a slow and languid. It must be the rain. 
