Saw the Matrix last night. Not as bad as I was expecting, but I can see where the criticism came from.

I had to update my reading list last night, because it seems my Scotsman had a copy of Ancient Irish Myths by Cross and Slover. So, I no longer need a copy. I feel like a dork because it was sitting right next to my Squire copy when I was doing story research earlier this year. At that time, it was recommended by one of the grove Bards, and I vowed myself to get a copy. I had one, pretty sad that I never even realized it.

Tonight, I’ve got yoga, then off to see Dimmu Borgir and co. I’m contemplating yoga, because my arms are a bit shakey after today’s workout, but I think it’ll be a good thing for me to go. Stretch me out and give me brain time.