Drunk posting and other random stuffs

Well, I'm not really drunk - just enjoying a few Dos Equis while watching The Family Stone. Excellent movie in one respect: I think they perfectly capture the insular quality of really close families. My family and I are guility of some of these traits, so I cringed a bit, even when Sarah Jessica Parker's character was being an uptight pill. Wonderfully, subtly done, some of the scenes. 

And speaking of drinking, I find that as I get older, I enjoy drinking at home where I can relax. I'm not worried about anyone else, not wondering about how I'm going to get home, and not afraid to get emotional/maudlin (um, more so than normal). It's rather comforting, although I do drink alone. My deep fear of hangovers thankfully keeps me in check. Seriously. Hangovers get worse and worse as you get older. So if any of you young'uns feel the deep desire to experience one, I suggest you do so before you hit 30.

I swear the iTunes radio DJ just called the piece I was listening to Pinche (fucking or fucker depending on how it is used in a sentence) Songs for the Sabbath. Okay, officially the last beer of the night.

In other news, I am typing this entry with the keyboard on my lap because earlier the rollout part of my desk that holds said keyboard FELL OFF. WTF?! It just came undone. Thank goodness my knees broke its fall. Ouch.

Side note: iTunes' Magnature Classical station that plays all Renaissance and baroque music is teh awesome.

G'night, flist.

Cake batter ice cream, aw yeah!

Jazz station on iTunes radio + a stack of catalogs to peruse = love. Mmmm. Sephora and anime and continuing education, oh boy! Yes, I enjoy reading the adult education class schedules...

JP and I went on a quest, a literal QUEST, to get ice cream. It only took us like three hours to finally score some gimundo scoops at Cold Stone Creamery. When they finally handed me my cone, I felt like I should throw a ring into a fiery pit or something. Totally worth all the trouble, though.

We spent the rest of our day going to various bookstores, so you know, books + ice cream = Mel's Best Day EVAR.

It takes so little you guys, for real.

And not that he isn't a total doll, but JP was being awfully sweet today. *wuv*

Finally, RIP Crocodile Hunter. I was never a fan, but his poor family. At least he went out "adventuring" and doing something he obviously loved to do.