Today was one of those days when it feels like everything is going from bad to worse, but it's hard to pinpoint what, if anything, is really wrong. I mean, I did spend almost two hours in line waiting to get a car smogged and was frustrated to learn afterwards, when it passed the test, that I could have gone through a much faster line instead. But that's not really a good reason to be so down. My dentist appointment, to have a filling done, was postponed until next week. But it didn't bother me. I just don't know what's up. Maybe it's just that I wanted to go see The Thermals tonight, playing after my former students' band, yet couldn't get motivated to head down to Club Congress, knowing that I'd have to drive up to Phoenix right afterwards. Maybe it's just the realization that Giants are not going to make the playoffs. Or maybe it's the flash of insight I had that the preservation of long-term friendships often proceeds on the basis of a taken-for-granted assumption that they are worth preserving, even after the parties have ceased to have much of anything in common. Who knows? I just hope tomorrow feels better, even if it's objectively worse.