my friend manny came over in the evening. he got the order wrong and we ended up getting 40 chicken wings for dinner. on a good day i can barely finish 10 wings. on a day where i was still suffering the after effects of too much chipotle peppers last night, it was a real struggle just to eat 5. i ended up going 10 and saving the rest for tomorrow (maybe never, i can't even bare to look at another wing). manny gave me a belated birthday present, a box of animal print band-aids, and a mesh bag of tulip bulbs from his recent trip to amsterdam. we watched america's next top model (can't believe that asian girl didn't get eliminated!) and played a little bit of katamari damacy.