The day just slowly slid downwards as it went on, especially as it approached the evening. It all culminated when my date for the night cancelled -- she's a lawyer and was walking out the door of her office when one of the partners asked her where she was going and dumped a whole bunch of work on her. She's actually the second date to cancel on me for tonight; I was originally supposed to go out with someone else tonight, but she got sick and cancelled last night. The day was fairly decent, otherwise. I got a chance to talk with one of the guys who works at one of my favorite radio stations -- he & his on-air partner host one of my favorite shows anywhere. We were trading stories about Boston and New England, since he still lives in Boston and works in Providence. We both agreed that being a Red Sox fan is the greatest form of masochism known to man. Time to crawl into bed and let this workweek limp to a close.