Circumstances prevented my writing group from actually being a writing group this week, as we spent too much time waiting on a third member and then just talking to really get anything done. To make up for that, I came home and plodded away at a short story for a little while.
In between failed, then half-failed attempts at writing, I saw Dawn of the Planet of the Apes. It’s really quite good.
And that was Sunday, I suppose.