I have to drive to fucking Foothill Ranch to get my Oakleys fixed ... grr. But the phone girl said I'd probably get the screw replaced for free if I just brought them in as opposed to shipping them. Maybe I'll get up early tomorrow and deal with that.

Tonight, I'm off to the pub. Staying at my mom's tonight too. That should go well. I didn't actually tell her I'd be there ... I just sent a text to my brother telling to let her know.

Oh yeah, we all behave like adults.