Everything was boring today. Really, there was nothing exciting. Lunch sucked today if you didn't like cheese, as every choice on the menu was something with cheese. Dad's birthday is tomorrow, so I went to Wal-Mart and got him
a new wallet, and a birthday card that, on the front, has an old guy pointing out something to an old woman, and he's saying, "And that land mass over there is called a 'stick out', because of the way it sticks out into the lake." The inside says, "Another year older, another year closer to making up crap." It's great, he'll love it.
Ramadan is going smoothly, but it's been so crappy lately that it's been kind of dark, which makes it easy to say, "oh, well, technically the sun isn't out, so I can eat today and still be safe," which, of course, is entirely wrong.
Besides, there was enough sun to make it obvious it was daylight, so I couldn't pull it off if I tried.
Blah blah blah, Psych was boring today after yesterday, I don't really care how King Arthur died (although the lady of the lake was pretty cool), and tomorrow the marching band plays at the groundbreaking of the new McDonald's that they're building out by the Interstate. We already have one, but apparently it's too far in town, so they're making a more convenient one. If this one is open 24 hours, like the other one supposedly is, then they better have someone manning the store, or else the potheads and drunkards in town will be greatly disappointed.