Tuesday, March 4th:

I sat in my living room and read a novel about a ranger. He'd been captured by a cult and tied to a tree. Ed stood from the other couch, pleased but frustrated. He was ahead of me and had just finished the penultimate chapter. It gave him an inkling of the final twist, but he had to go to bed.
( Obscure Vocabulary, Unusual Firearms, and Dark Plots )