So a while back, Welsh Girl and some friends decided to have a Girl's Night.  A couple of days ago, it was decided to change the venue to the Satrapic Household.  I was told to go out somewhere and take my time doing whatever I end up doing tonight.  Well, I did and I still wanted to come home because this is where all my stuff is.  So I did.  Welsh Girl managed to slip me into the bedroom unseen, left me her laptop and ever since, I've been entertaining myself (no, not "entertaining myself") while hearing what women really think about stuff and things.  Well, actually, my presence here is no real secret.  The ones who know me have already come to pay me homage and during a fridge run, I met the ones I didn't know.  Some of the new ones apparently remember me from the bar days, but I don't remember any of them.  Oh, well...

Last night Welsh Girl and I went to visit the new baby.  Ma and Pa were glad for the company and Welsh Girl was glad for the baby holding.  Apparently, she's going to be the go-to Girl for babysitting duties.  And that's cool because there are lots of toys to entertain myself with (no, I still don't mean "entertain myself").  Last night was also my first time in memory eating chili mac.  It was OK.  But the tiramisu was better. :)

This morning, I woke up from a dream in which I was having an argument with Webwench.  I don't know why or what it was about.  I can only remember that we were fighting.  Make of that what you will.

I'm kinda bored and I need to piss.  I think I'll end it there.  Move along.  Nothing to see here.

That is all.