Spent half a week at Slinky's house, except Thanksgiving where we went to our seperate families for the day.
We went for early bird specials this morning. That was a BAD FUCKING IDEA. I ended up driving everyone home in the tiniest car ever (my knee befriended the dashboard) because the driver was nodding off. I pulled into his driveway and said "Austin!", to which he responded along the lines of "WHAT MOM?!".
I'm going to sleep. Giggity giggity goo.