It was a nice, quiet night, though, even though "we suck" for not going to karaoke, I think going to bed at a reasonable hour was a good thing.
The yuppie-scum landlord (Theirs, not mine) is remodeling the garage into a studio apartment. I'm not exactly certain it's legal construction, I'd think, after years of use as a garage, there might be some haz-mat issues. Part of me wants to call DCLU and see if it's all on the up and up. Especially when they start drilling concrete at 8:30 on a Saturday morning.
At the moment, I'm waiting for John to freshen up, and then we're off in search of Red Mill burgers. Mmmmm. And a shake. That's what I want. A thick, creamy milkshake.
Enjoy your Saturday!