Came home and went swimming with the guys. Now I'm sneezing like crazy. I must be allergic to chlorine. Beautiful day, only 96 degrees, har har. This is mostly just a test post which I will no doubt rapidly delete. I have been following the world cup to a certain extent. Soccer is such an odd game. Nobody ever knows when a match is going to end, so there is no sense of urgency, the clock ticking down. And it's funny how every time somebody gets flicked on the shoulder, they fall down clutching their faces.

We're watching a Merle Oberon movie. I love that name.