Ehh.
Not much happening here. Oh, I actually get to go out and do something tomorrow. My parents are watching Artie overnight. Art and I aren't sure what we're doing yet. We're thinking about blackjack at the bar again, but I'm not sure if I want to reek of smoke and be hacking pleghm balls all weekend. We'll see. As much as I feel like a gross blob who should just stay indoors ... I need to get the hell out of the house and do something.
Art got paid today, so we went out for dinner (my least favorite thing ever). We ordered Artie some kiddie dinner with a chicken strip, 4 mozarella sticks and fries, with dip. He ended up eating 2 fries, a mozarella stick, and half my Boca burger.
I'm tired and probably going to bed after I comment on people's journals. Next entry will be more interesting. I'll make some shit up or something.