Father's day.

Man, Taco Bell is delicious. It's SHOULDN'T be. But it is. It is a perfect birthday meal.

Father gets here soonish, and I really have no idea what we're going to do today, but I'm going to see if I can't finegle him into taking me out to a movie. Because I want to see Hot Fuzz, but I don't particularly want to pay for the priviledge. Because though it is, evidently, amazing, I am, assuredly, cheap.

I'm also expecting free food, because dammit, that's what parents are FOR. They raise unto adulthood, and then they buy you food whenever they're in town until such a point as you put them in a home. This is the DEAL. Man better stick to the deal.