And we introduce to you, MC Pastor Jesse's Dad!

I think we should get pictures of Jesse in her hat.

In completely different news, my dinner tonight consists of a lean pocket, raw carrots, and a mini bottle of champagne.

I'd tell people to feel free to start the mocking, but I already have.

Oh lee, that's just sad. Do you at least have yummy dinner plans for tomorrow?

Oh my goodness, timelies to the Buffistas. I am slightly buzzed, and it is teh yay.

However, I'm at my friend T's house, and three other friends are here. One passed out at 9:30 because he has this issue with pacing, another wasn't feeling well and I think is now asleep, and T and other friend K (who are dating) are in the basement either having a fight or having makeup sex. I've spend the last two hours checking email and catching up on Natter. Which I could have just as easily done at home. Tell me again why I go out with the other humans?

Conclusions:

I missed the Buffistas.

I love karaoke too, and wish that I was doing it right now.

I've only rode on public transportation once, when I was in Toronto, which I thought was pretty clean and not!scary to this country girl.

Slightly tipsy makes catching up on Natter kind of a blur.

Holidays are a little depressing.

And... I think it's time for me to go brush my teeth and comandeer the air mattress. Joy. I hope that this New Years' party improves.

Man, I wish I had champagne, and I don't think the liquor store in my neighborhood is open tomorrow. Bastards!

In related news, a bottle of wine that's been in my fridge unopened for months is still good, right?

Kat, nope-- I am TJing it, or maybe pizza tomorrow,

Jesse, you should get champagne, but the wine should be good still.

yes. even years depending on the wine.

I have had more cranberry juice this week then pretty much ever.

I think I'm too tired to remain awake much longer.

This was already shaping up to be the Week of Unusually Hot Waiters, but tonight I went to a restaurant I hadn't tried in over a year and my waiter looked like a pudgier Jake Gyllenhaal. I don't think I've ever had that strong an urge to sweep my place setting to the floor and pounce on someone.

I resisted the impulse, but he did get leered at and the extra 5% eye candy tip.

Picture any middle-aged white guy doing 80s-style "rap" arm movements. Yeah, it's awesome.

That's hysterical.

I kind of wanted to buy champagne for tomorrow too. But I don't really have any plans.

Today was the first day, I think, this month that I didn't have any kind of obligation. No work, no family, no xmas errands, no social stuff. It was kind of nice to wake up and not have a list of have-tos in my head. I've had the cosiest night hanging out in my PJs, snuggling cats and watching Ugly Betty. I felt cosy and content.

I also discovered tongiht that my local liquor store tonight has a little glassed in porch where it keeps all the boxes for people to take. I got a couple of boxes with the inserts for my xmas decorations.

poke, poke