they tried to make me go to rehab.

i drank the weirdest combination of booze tonight and now i feel like ass, ugh.

srsly, i don't know wtf made me think this was a good idea. i had a glass of plum wine at the sushi bar with dinner. (and omg i had AWESOME sushi. i had a peace roll, which was salmon, cream cheese and pear, and a love roll which was tuna and strawberry. YUMMY YUMMY YUMMY OMG.) anyway. so then we went to bomber's (this burrito bar right up the street from our house) and i had a green dragon (champagne and midori), a banana cream pie shot (banana rum, licor 43, pineapple juice, milk, whipped cream and sprinkles, mmmm), and a double stoli vanil white russian.

what kind of fuckery was that? O.o

i'm about to finish watching chuck finally, and then post my thoughts on that and pushing daisies.

ETA: the quality of this video is, like, not even worth mentioning, so i'm just posting it really small, but everyone should listen because it's raaaaaad! it's 1:17 out of your life, just do it. it makes me happy. :D

on the radio you'll hear "november rain," the solo's really long, but it's a good refrain.

( SYTYCD top 10, last night and tonight )

( big brother )

scott is making me go see the simpsons movie at midnight, so i have to go get ready, meh. family guy >>>>> the simpsons, sry2say.

hmmm, for that matter:
[Poll #1028516]

edit: for the record, y'all picking santa's little fucking helper over brian need srs help. ♥

also, scott felt we had to be in a big rush to get here and now it's 40 minutes until the movie starts and i'm sitting in the lobby with a diet coke, posting to eljay from my blakeberry (that's its name, stfu). LE SIGH.