The last two weeks have been nothing short of bizarre as Jenn and I settle back into L.A. Life keeps marching on, and things here are actually better than they’ve been in a year in several ways, but I can’t seem to really enjoy it. I’m still kind of in a daze, but it has made me more productive in an odd way. Everything is somehow stained.

You know you’re still deep into the grieving process when Mummy 3 makes you tear up. Hell, you know you’re in bad shape when you go to see Mummy 3.