In celebration of Valentine's Day, Amy and I went to Casino el Camino to eat things with chili and cheese on them. I had the chili/cheese dog, she the chili/cheese fries. This ensured each of us going home alone.

After dinner, which was eaten with wrestling on the bar tv (with BJ providing appropriate commentary,) some more peeps showed up and we all went over to Emo's to watch BJ's new band, Tokyo Nites. They were good, had a kinda standard rock & punk thing going on. Mostly we sat outside on the benches and talked a never ending stream of bullshit.

For all its everyday-ness, this was a very nice, pleasant way to spend the most evil of holidays. Nothing much could top the snowball fight of last year (except, you know, spending the day with someone you love, I guess,) but this ok.