My dad works at the post office. Since he knows I love reading magazines he often sticks my address on extra ones that come back when people have moved and forgotten to change their address. So today I come home and there was a magazine waiting for me. Guess what it was? If you guessed Playboy you're right. My father sent me a Playboy. Ha ha. It made my (and apparently my housemates') day.

That's pretty much it. Going to take the afternoon off and nap. Then back to the books.

* song of the moment: Pilate - Endgame *