Going to Grandma's for birthday dinner for my dad/cousin. Not really excited, I'd rather stay here but that's ok. I'm tired and I kind of want to take a nap but I can't.
I have no laundry detergent, so I guess I have to go to my parents and steal some of theirs.
Angie just called and apologized to me. I guess it's nice that she apologized, but I kind of have a hard time believing it. She does this a lot. I think she knows that I was a little upset at her, and she doesn't really want me to be. I mean I can't be right that often, it's just not statistically possible.