Today, I really think it’s Friday. This would be quite unremarkable, except that yesterday, I thought it was Thursday (‘Oh, how will I run Buffy with a migraine?’), and Tuesday, I thought it was Wednesday (‘Hmm, maybe I’ll get my comics today instead of tomorrow!’) Even as I type this, I can’t remember that today is Thursday. Today I will buy comics and run a Buffy session. Today is not the day of watching movies with Wonko and entourage. Today is not the day of blessed release.

I’m not sure I’ve ever been quite so persistently wrong about the day of the week. Just imagine how confused I’ll be if I get Labor Day off…