Somehow, I didn't anticipate being home tonight. I didn't think that after spending two hours to go 16 miles, I would be forced to make a u-turn over the grassy median of the Baltimore-Washington Parkway and sent back to Virginia. But such is life. With the road closure having severely altered my plans for the evening, I decided to make the best of a bad situation, calling several friends to see about hanging out. Catherine and I ended up seeing the Aviator. This was a good movie that could have been awesome, had it been squeezed into two hours instead of three.

Now I need to sleep.