Sometime (last night I think) my watch decided that today is the 26th, not the 25th.

That's weird.

I must say, the men on this floor are much cleaner than those I used to work with at the newspaper (TMI WARNING!!!) ... not once have I walked into the men's room here and found an unflushed urinal, nor have any of the men in there left without washing their hands while I've been in there. Clean people here! And it's going to be an even cleaner men's room, what with the soap dispenser that has been dripping all day and overloaded the paper towel left beneath it so that a big pink pool of goo oozed onto the counter between the left basin and the wall and even dripped onto the floor next to the trash can. I wiped up what was on the counter and dammed the soap into a reservoir with more paper towels, but that won't last through the night.

The best news of the day has been the return of "Next Year" to the opening credits of Ed, which premires tonight. That, plus a two-hour The West Wing, and I won't be moving from the bedroom between 8 and 11 p.m. tonight!

OK, with 35 minutes to go until I leave and Casey and I look at another apartment, I have a lot of work left to do. Naturally.