Boring Sunday Stuff
Taxes are done and e-filed. I owe the Fed $244 and get a whopping $5 back from the state. Once again, the man is holding me back and taking my chedda, yo.
Jeff and I went to dinner last night at an Italian restaurant on the South Side. It was so-so. Apetizer and salad were good but you could tell they just use the canned food service sauces on their pasta, just really bland.
Friday night we went out to the bar and met up with friends. It was fun to see some people who we haven't seen in a while.
Tonight Alison and Paul are coming over for dinner.
As I write this, Finnigan is in stalking mode and pouncing every few seconds as he looks at me like a big juicy bird or tuna. My keen ability to grasp the obvious tells me he wants to play. I must now go oblige his feline hunting and attack instincts.