took the jenny out for hibachi last night; a nice, cheesy date. since she hates romance, it was perfect. apparantly there are only 6 or 7 hibachi places in new york city, which is great, since there about that many in cleveland. the place had its quota of preternaturally cute children, & two bottles of sake insured a good time. afterwords i took her home & gave her her valentine's day knife. the rest of the night we drank wine & watched television; a bit too much television for my taste, but cest la vie. one of her presents was delayed by the snow, so with any luck she should be getting it tonight.