I have done absolutely nothing today. I should be ashamed of myself. In the old days, when I did nothing on a Sunday I would feel guilty. I think I'm over that.

Last night I didn't expect to do much of anything. Boy, was I wrong. Amanda and Todd came over, and then Alan's friend Brian came over with this guy, Mike. Mike is apparently insane. And not in a good way.

Amanda and I were in the back room watching Trading Spaces (which all the guys rolled their eyes at, of course). Mike came crawling in on all fours, and proceeded to pick up—with his mouth, mind you—Alan's Leatherman from the table and crawl back out. Then the trash can inched into the room. Odd.

I had a blast. It was such an unexpected evening. It's so cool that Amanda and Todd moved so close. They're coming over for Amazing Race on Wednesday again.