The last couple of days were all muddy grey mass, punctuated by some intensely unpleasant patches. Monkey boy and his ADD don't enjoy the school any - as I'd feared; as long as the teacher stands right by him and constantly tells him to work harder, it's all more or less passable, but the moment she leaves him alone for anyone or anything, he just stops. Sigh. Bought some kids' nonsence, like calendars with transformers, pensils and such, and gave all that to the teacher to give to the Monkey boy and his classmates as kind of reward for tasks well done - little effect so far.

No tennis, the weather's turning foul, and I will probably have an ovaric cyst surgery in winter. Oh joy.

Watched Surrogates, which turned out to be possibly  ( the most mediocre sci-fi movie that I've seen in the last half-decade or so ).

Also, this Ms. Grumpypants tried to read a russian novel called Stone Maples that a friend recommended profusely, and just couldn't understand why would anyone read, let alone write a book about such extremely unpleasant bunch of buggers. I think I should leave it for some other time when I'm in lighter mood.