Took Momz out to dinner tonight to celebrate her birthday. Well, that was after a few hours of poker, naturally. But anyway...we went to our friendly neighborhood Chinese/Malaysian restaurant that we enjoy so much. I ate a ridiculous amount of food. Also ended up taking some home. I gave Momz cookies. Now facing the prospect of a serious food coma, but am trying to fight it and just go semi-catatonic, instead. At some point realized that if I was in New York, I'd prolly be drinkin' right now. Instead I'm just chillin' and trying to convince myself that, yes, I do have space left for a cookie. In any case...it's a good night to do nothing. Peace.