My legs are a little wobbley today. I think I am just hungry. I'm meeting up with my dad for lunch today.

I called him yesterday (got him on the 2nd try...woo! *eyes roll*). He had said he was going to call me Sunday to arrange lunch plans. He is rarely a man of his word. "I thought you were going to call me on Sunday." Anyway, we're going for dim sum. I let him pick the place because every time there is discussion about where to eat, he'll ask where I want to go. And he shoots down every single suggestion I make. And then we end up going somewhere he suggests.

I felt really stifled growing up. I was dictated what to wear, what to eat...bleh!

I didn't watch last night's 24 because I was busy, so I haven't even opened my old boss' email yet because I don't want to find out what happens. I hate spoilers *L* I hope he understands why I won't be replying to him 'til tomorrow.

I talked to Cute Butt Boy Sunday night, and I told him what had happened with The Talker, and I told him The Talker and I had had plans Monday. He was like, "well, why don't I come over and make you dinner tomorrow?" I thought that was really sweet. So last night we picked up some food, and he made me dinner. And he even did the dishes, too. *sniff*