Today was a usual Sunday for me. Did a few odds-and-ends cleaning at my place and tackled the toilet, where I left off yesterday. I worked harder today at cleaning those stubborn, ugly stains and was successful. Now that toilet looks like a work of art.

Went on a fairly long bike ride this afternoon. Lots of people in the beach areas, as I would figure. A part of me feels bad seeing all kinds of people together having fun when I'm just alone. It's like I feel that something's wrong with me.

As of right now, it's more quiet than I thought it would be. I normally hate the 4th because of the noises of boom/bangs and screaming people. I'm going to watch a movie now.