I currently have a sick kitty trying to sleep on my lap. It makes it pretty hard to type tonight. Poor thing has a cold and just wants a warm lap to lay on. Problem is this warm lap wants a Taco Truck Lager from the fridge.
You need to teach your kitty to bring you beer. Lip is my favorite. I don't know how he went from awkward little brother to sexy as shit, but here we are.
I guess my Jurassic Park marathon will have to be tomorrow night. Tonight, after watching Grey's Anatomy and the first thirty minutes of Interstellar, I'm watching King of the Hill until it's time to go look for a comet.
Guys, I'm not enough of an adult to drink liquor. Wine has made me soft, I drink a simple four bourbon drinks and I find myself intoxicated.
You poor thing. Clearly you must drink more(although in all honesty that would have been my response regardless).
I both respect and admire your cheerleading, since I'm usually the first to encourage people to achieve alcohol poisoning. Unfortunately I'm almost 30 years old--but not actually 30 yet (lets enjoy these last couple months)--so I know when I need to switch to water. Did I say water? I meant beer.
Drunk me left a half-eaten bowl of cereal on the kitchen island. Drunk me also fell asleep before prime comet watching time. Drunk me did not leave me with a hangover though, so I won't complain.
So wait there was a full moon and a comet? Fuck me if I was a superstitous I'd read something into that
If I ever get married again, it will be my third wedding, so yeah it would most likely be something campy like Elvis. But if the guy is as geeky as me, it will more likely be Darth Vader or Captain Picard or something like that. It won't be for a long time, though - I need to get my daughter growed up, and fulfill my dreams first. As for Valentine's Day, well it was never that thrilling when I was in a relationship, neither of my husbands were romantic, so whatever. I'm all about Feb 15, when the candy goes on clearance. My daughter will be with me on that day since it falls on a Tuesday, so I'll probably cook us a yummy dinner and we'll watch a romantic comedy or something. Galentines day. </stolenfromleslieknope>
If I could go back and do the wedding thing again, it'd be straight to the courthouse for the wedding and then just a party/reception at a later date most convenient to everyone. Plenty of food, plenty of booze, but start it around like noon so those who wanna drink can drink all day and those who wanna drive home can still enjoy it but leave whenever they want. BBQ for lunch, cheap and meaty for all that alcohol, then just cheap drunk food for dinner. My wife and I were even talking about doing the courthouse thing leading up to the wedding, because after a while her family (she's the first of the younger generation to get married on that side) basically hijacked the wedding to try to get what they want and my family dug their feet in thinking it was a party about them. Fuck that noise. Cheap and easy and if you don't like it leave.
And my moms funeral is on valentines day. Life likes to fuck me in funny ways it seems My moms funeral on valentines day, does it get anymore fucked that that?
I mean, why not both? "Do you, CB, take this man to be your [breathe, breathe] lawfully wedded husband? [breathe, breathe]" "I do." "And, do you, Geek Man, take CB [breathe, breathe] to be your lawfully wedded wife?[breathe, breathe]" "I do." "Make it so."
I'm supposed to be getting caught up on laundry today, instead I'm watching Batman and knitting. This is more fun.
"He looked to the spot where Defarge the vendor of wine had stood, a moment before; but the wretched father was grovelling on his face on the pavement in that spot, and the figure that stood beside him was the figure of a dark stout woman, knitting."
For my third wedding, we got married at the ballpark in Arlington during a Rangers game, and my brother performed the ceremony. Best wedding ever