drinking one of these things:
And a bunch of other things. Then it gets kind of fuzzy until the part where I was flying down the street in Sacha's wheelchair screaming while people outside the bar cheered me on.
So yeah, good times. I still have a paper to work on though, so with that the general b-day festivities I haven't had time to watch a movie, but I did score some free tickets to the seventh Harry Potter movie, so there's that.
So that's kinda it, cuz you know
Anywhoo, in lieu of any actual material, please enjoy this picture that is (sadly) based on true events:
What actually happened was I made Shaina say "the city is in trouble, we need Batman!" before ripping my jacket open and declaring myself Batman. I don't know why she puts up with me either
And that is that. This is Sugary Cynic, eagerly awaiting Thanksgiving (no wait, that means we're that much closer to the end of the semester and first thesis draft! NOOOOO). 'Night!
(the dad of a kid I was babysitting)
Dad: "Don't worry too much about keeping an eye on her, she's the youngest 25 year old you'll ever see"