Monday, February 11, 2008
So she was a fuck monster.
It has been such a long weekend I had to stop at Baskin Robbins on my way home. I got a pint (pints look really tiny sometimes) of Lemon Custard.
I have not been in the mood for ice cream in ages but I got it home and sampled a few bites before dinner (you know, just to make sure it was cold enough) and holy fucking donkey balls is that stuff good. It's unreal how tasty real ice cream is. I think it was even better than Ben & Jerry's.
Just been working, haven't even really been watching anything but our Colbert/Daily Show evening fix. Well, no movies, but did watch the first disc of Dexter, which is really enjoyable.
It's different than I imagined, but Michael C. Hall (or "David" as he will forever be known to me, thanks to Six Feet Under) really does make the character. Is it scary that I didn't think making a serial killer endearing would be all that difficult?
No more Oscar movies knocked out, but soon.
And 12 more days til vacation. tick. tick. tick. Better find someone to cat sit...better start bribing my dad!