I went to the bar to celebrate an individual's birthday.

I don't say friend because I don't think that I can really apply the term.

Regardless, I don't think I'm very thrilled with the evening, as for the most part I just watched idiots hook up with idiots: so I could feel more depresed about the gene pool, apparently.

I am returned.

Though, I'm not entierly sure as to how.

There is a movie about a font.

I... I have no words.

Something made me really happy recently, but I've forgotten what it was.