Tapping keyboard at my roommate’s big wooden desk. Rain pattering outside, soaking the clothes our housekeeper Dina left on the line. Trying to think of something interesting to blog. It’s not coming, because all I did today was report (and I won't blog about what I've reported on until the people who pay me have run their stories) and sit in an internet café for 8 hours.

Just got a phone call. Apparently, moderate news breaking. Damn. Now I have to get up early. This is all the blog you get this morning.