Frank fucking the hooker on camera broke my soul into countless shards. And Dennis' Aussie accent Christ, my sides.
Ditto for Ain't Goin Down till The Sun Comes Up. Fuck that guy was massive in the 90's. He sold out football stadiums.
Well now I'm watching Always Sunny while working on this 6 pound log of cheese I was randomly given as a gift today. I'm sure it'll mix well with all the rum in my tum.
That's Red Strokes. Honestly that song makes me want to kick a baby. He recorded some tunes I DIDN'T like as well.
I am also now watching It's Always Sunny while (still) drinking wine and (still) trying go finish this shawl/run out of yarn.
How can you even knit while drunk? I cannot handle something that involves paying that much attention and focusing on such a small thing. Definitely a big picture kind of drunk.
Honestly, Garth Brooks was my favorite for like 10 years. I was all about him in like the 2nd grade when all I had was a cassette or two and he continued to be my favorite until probably at least high school. At some point I think 'N Sync was my favorite, I would be embarrassed of that but I still rock out to them if they show up when I hit shuffle. Though, as I said earlier I saw him in KC in 2007 and damn was that a good show. $30 for floor seats to see Garth fucking Brooks in 2007, that's insane. It was a great show too! I'm fairly certain he just came out with a new album though and I haven't listened to it so I'm not hardcore anymore.
It's literally straight garter stitch. I've got a post-it marking my row and even if I didn't I can generally read my knitting well enough to know where I am.
My wine glass is empty. Instead of refilling it I'm getting a glass of water. That's how you know I really am a grown up.
Related to my last comment: I am required to attend a family halloween/pumpkin carving party tomorrow. It commences after church (assuming I'm not also forced to attend) and will continue probably until dark. My question is this: how can I get a good buzz going before/during this family activity? This is on my in-laws' side and they don't drink. If it were my side of the family I could bring a keg and they'd thank me but, unfortunately, that's not the case.
The Stephen King's adaptation miniseries of The Shining was on yesterday. Can we agree that that version sucks and Kubrick's is far better? I wanted to punch that kids head off.
I didn't even realize there was a Shining thing other than the Jack Nicholson movie(which was AWESOME). Clearly further investigation is required on my part.
Ties are like be punched in dick and it somehow missing your balls. I'm going to go about my day indifferent and irritated. It's an odd feeling. I hope the folks in London liked their tie.
Every bottle of Grappa sitting on the shelf at restaurants and bars is actually a secret switch that opens an escape tunnel.
They're soccer fans. Ties are part of the culture. They're probably celebrating a "good game" or some shit.