Hope no one's got anything planned on Friday night, because I'm going to be grilling some steaks. Aidan said he'd provide alcohol (for you as well, Bea).
Gotta catch a plane and go home for a few days; Dad is getting bypass surgery on Saturday. The stints didn't work as well as the doctors thought they would.
Told the idiot to watch his cholesterol.
((Won't be back until Tuesday night. Visiting family that does not possess internet D:))