But! We shot some stuff...mostly crap. Neither of us really knows what we are doing...so we decided to pack it in after a half-hour. So, now I have the time to meet with my (geographically) close family members (the infamous mother, two aunts over the age of 55, and a 14-year-old boy) for dinner. At least there will be free alcohol.
Happy Valentine's Day, and all that shit.