Dude, today for the lose. 4 hours of sleep for the second night in a row. Nasty sleet/rain/hail that turned the streets of Chicago/Evanston into the Land of Misery and Inarticulate Cursing. 10 AM screening of a film about a man driving a woman slowly insane. There was a bright spot of hilarity when I arrived at work at the media library (angry and
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Hah, I figured you'd be "all of the above" drinking-wise. I wonder why. ;-) Me, I'm a girl-drink drunk and semi-proud of it. The offspring of two parents who have insanely high alcohol thresholds and I'm the one who so far only like vodka-and-fruit-juice type drinks and Sangria. And I get drunk on two drinks. Heh.
Rum Raisin ice cream is fabulous and was my "favorite" until I fell for coconut-anything type of ice creams. That's my current favorite. Even though I can't really eat ice cream for the next uh, forever. I can dream of it, though. I still do love Rum Raisin which is weird because rum is my least favorite alcohol next to the horror that is gin. (Now I hear my dad in the back of my head, saying, "What kind of Puerto Rican are you?")
Oh. Gaia. Well, your parents get many cookies for deciding on Lucia! I could have been a Monica Veronica. Monica Veronica. It's like the ultimate bitchy Mean Girls name. My dad is awesome for saying hells no to that.
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