Also, I can't remember which one of you said it... but whoever on my flist said that hamburgers are the hangover prevention agent of wonder, you're totally right. *takes a generous bite of cheeseburger*
Oh, my. I love that film. And being wholly irresponsible with my time. Ah, well. There's always tomorrow... until the 15th, that is. Then disaster. Speaking of disaster... I'm not getting even remotely half of my comment notifications, and it's very distressing. Now is not the time to dwell on such things. Now is the time to celebrate whiskey and pointy, stabbity revolution.
My ear is bleeding again, but in a completely different location. What the hell?