The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

Ah, yes - Hooray for forcing your moral values on others! Yay!

I have tomorrow off, but I have guests coming for dinner. Oddly enough, they're fixing dinner...I just have to clean and provide beverages and things.

Erik is now unwillingly hooked on the Ippo crack - he was on the couch reading on Monday when I put in disc 2, and the story sucked him right in. He's now bugging me for the rest, so I'll have to rent disc 1 again. I am much amused. He's also hooked on FMA, asking me when the next episode is out on a daily basis. Silly boy - he needs to listen to me when I tell him he's going to really, really like a show.

But...I want to know why. Why the Barq's hate? All I want out of life lately (other than sleep) is a caffinated root beer, and nobody on my entire commute seems to stock it. It's not fair! And the vending machines in the building are all sold out, and I'm out of caffiene, and I need more, but the next closest vending machines are outside, and I don't want to go outside because, for reasons I don't fully understand, I'm wearing sandals despite the fact that it is really, really cold outside.