Stuff happened, in all directions.
The movie went how I expected it to go - hopefully next time I say "I don't do Holocaust movies", he'll understand. Now I am hoping I don't have nightmares - he's gone home (not because of me).
Other than that - had chinese for dinner, got to ride in J's new car, got to see Robin and bought some books. Had a nice glass of wine. Forced J to watch the finale of Bachelorette in exchange for the stuff he had made me watch.
Oh and had a bad OCD moment tonight. That wasn't nice. Hopefully it has passed now.