Mirror

The right mirror of the Honda Civic cracked with our garage door this morning. The shell was broken, but the mirror is still usable. It was parked too close to the wall last night. Biajee committed to fix it.

Arnold woke up at 1 am this morning, crying because of hunger. He refused to eat before going to bed last night. We are all exhausted, but at least we got up at 5:30 am and were able to go to day care and work early.

I just learned that there was a bulk of poisonous gas and fog above the city of Denver. Newspaper has advised people to stay indoors and not to perform any sports activities outside. Between this and the cockroach we saw on the dining table in a Chinese restaurant on Saturday, I feel like we're coming to the end of the world. I haven't seen cockroaches for years. They only exist in warm damp places like Hong Kong or Florida. On top of everything, Biajee has ordered An Inconvenient Truth that'll arrive tomorrow night. We'll be more upset after we watch the movie.