umm, yeah...

Well, alhough I promised to post a message for the family on thanksgiving dinner, I opened a bottle of wine in the wrong place with the right people and sufficed to say I'm going out on the town. It's strange how these things work, especially when you're really bored and happen to be afflicted with a rubber arm. Happy thanksgiving, eat, drink, give thanks, and be merry.


P.S. I'll give details of my thanksgiving dinner eventually, maybe tomorrow if the game doesn't take too long.