No way Jose

Of course I go to Meadhall and semi panic at the beer list and then get an old faithful - Allagash White. Don't worry I did mix it up after that with some German beers.

So many taps, so little time, so hard to choose.

I spy Todd and Katie on the opposite side of the tracks.

I ended the night at the Tavern. Some Puerto Rican guy kept asking me if I was racist because I kept calling him Jose. But the reason why I kept calling him Jose is because that's what he said his name was. Then he said he lied and it was something else. I decided to keep calling him Jose and told him that I was racist against stupid people. I'm such a charmer.

On my way home I was trying to take a picture of a bunny because that's what ones does when one sees a bunny after a few beers. You say "BUNNY!" out loud to no one in particular and then try to get as close as you can to take a picture.

Then your friend calls asking about late night pizza places and the bunny hops away.

It's weird to see bunnies in Boston but I'm not complaining. Bunnies are cute!

Now it's back to wasting my life playing Minecraft. Derek needs to hurry up and not be sick anymore before I build a replica of Hogwarts.

I'ma take your grandpa's style

This is my new favorite song.

Thrift Shop by Macklemore

Savin' my money and I'm hella happy that's a bargain

bitch I'ma take your grandpa's style, I'ma take your grandpa's style

No for real - ask your grandpa - can I have his hand-me-downs? (Thank you)

I'm very excited about the quarters

I'm lucky to work with some pretty fun ladies. Lilly had a ladies poker night at her house so a few of us headed over to her place last night. Funny thing is none of us actually know how to play poker so we played this game called Skat instead. I now have so many quarters for laundry which is awesome because I hate going to the bank. I have to thank Susan for that though. She didn't bring any quarters with her so I gave her some of mine and she won big. I tried to get her to take at least half the winnings but she was having none of that.

I now know my gambling strategy. Give my money to someone else and have them win for me. I'm not very lucky when it comes to gambling otherwise. 

Despite the jello shots I was not hungover at all today, just a bit tired. I've been having really vivid dreams lately and last night they were pretty creepy. At one point in my dream I walked into a room and a man was standing there with his shirt off sticking needles into himself and leaving them there. I woke up a little freaked out around 5 a.m. and cuddled the kitties. Eventually I fell back asleep.

I have a long weekend coming up and everyone keeps asking what my plans are. Well sleeping for one, I'm a big fan of that. There's also a trip to Meadhall planned for Saturday.

If you're a fan of American Horror Story like I am or if you watch it because your girlfriend makes you like Derek, you might be interested in what Ryan Murphy has to say about Season 3. I'm glad Jessica Lange is returning. It would seem weird without her. I hope that Taissa Farmiga and Evan Peters are the couple similar to Violet and Tate that is mentioned because I liked them together in season 1. I guess we shall see.

Well that's all I got today. Tales of jello shots and American Horror story updates.

Gone Girl or the book of cray cray

I finished Gone Girl and all I can say is WHAT? I had so many theories running through my head and all of them were wrong. I know a lot of people didn't like the ending but I actually didn't mind it. It wasn't what I expected but once I thought about it, would I have been happy with an ending I did expect? Probably not.

I did not like most of the characters (besides Go). Sometimes that makes me not like a book (i.e. Perfume) but that was not the case with Gone Girl. I was too wrapped up in trying to figure out what was going to happen to care.

I was emailing/g-chatting with Lorraine as I was reading since she had already read the book. Once I finished I think our conversation was something like "_____ be cray cray". I will not spoil it by saying who is cray cray.

The rights to the movie have been bought so now I've been thinking about who I would like to see cast. I'm think Rachel McAdams for Amy, Leonardo DiCaprio for Nick and Krysten Ritter for Go.

I'm considering reading another Gillian Flynn book. Has anyone read her other books? What do you think of Gone Girl.

Ginny vs. chopsticks

I have finally learned how to use chopsticks! This is a big deal because it was quite embarrassing attempting to eat with them in front of people. I've asked Derek a few times to show me how to use them but his response was something along the lines of "use them to pick up the food." Not helpful.

I was a little worried about going to Shabu-Zen because I knew it would involve moving food into a hot-pot and then to my mouth. For some reason it all clicked though and I was doing just fine. I kept showing Derek how good I was doing. "Look I'm finally getting food into my mouth!"

You tried to beat me and starve me chopsticks but I have persevered. Now I can eat at Chinese restaurant with no shame.

Shabu-Zen was quite yummy. I've never had a hot-pot dinner. I kind of pigged out but there was a lot of veggies so I don't feel so bad. I also had a Japanese mojito. I still can't figure out why it was Japanese. Imported ice from Japan? Made by a Japanese bartender? It's a mystery.

Smashley

It's been a while since I've seen my favorite Canadian. My friend Ashley was near my work the other day so we met up for a few drinks.

Let me show you why we're friends.

Ashley went outside to smoke and I get this picture via text followed by "rebel bitches".

Ah but she left her purse with ME.

Free $ and things!

Reunited. Two crazy peas in a pod.

We should be models clearly. You need to have friends where you can be your weird-o self.

Why does my work area smell like an Abercrombie store?

Here's a fun Ginny fact: I don't like perfume. I rarely wear it and if I do I only wear a little. Most perfumes make me nauseous and give me a headache. I guess this is an improvement from my childhood when I'd break out in hives just being in the same area as someone wearing perfume. I still can't go near bubble bath.

While dutifully working at my desk I noticed that it smelled like an Abercrombie store. You know what those stores smell like - a perfume and cologne explosion. The smell that emanates from that store makes me gag, so I certainly don't want to be smelling it while trying to work.

I couldn't figure out where it was coming from. I don't have perfume in my purse and there's no one that sits close enough to me where it would be that strong. I start looking around the floor area of my desk and that's when I see it, a scented diffuser sitting in its box on its side. Sure enough when I picked it up it was leaking and now my work area smells like an Abercrombie store.

It's really fun trying to get your work done when you feel gagging. I should have given away that diffuser months ago.

This blog post is kind of lame I realize but it was either that or my dream about being carried in a coffin with Gandalf WHO WAS NOT DEAD.