Ah. I'ts finally Friday. Of course, X Men 3 opens today, and as the first lady of comic books, I'm required to attend the promotion this evening. Fortunately, I did not have to see the movie at midnight last night, as I have in the past. I'm actually kind of looking forward to this movie, even though I cannot think of a rhyming catch phrase for X Men 3, as I have for X Men 2: Electric Boogaloo. Very sad. But I enjoyed X Men 2, so I have some hope for this.
Had a lovely dinner with Cue earlier in the week during which we discovered this mind-blowing fact: my favorite hipster wine, Evolution, is a pinot-grigio blend. This may not seem exciting to the general populace, but for those of us restricted to the incredibly variable, often sour Pinot for dietary reasons, it is perhaps the best news since Taylor won Idol. Of course, I found this out before Taylor won Idol...but whatever.
It seems only appropriate to blog about wine today as I appear this week to be made out of wine. As a rule I don't drink at all on the weekdays, because it is just too hard to get up at 6:15 and teach small children while hung over ("Go BACK to your FUCKING desk!"). But this week, for various reasons and engagements, I ended up drinking wine every single night. Friday, hilariously, will be my first night off.
Tax refund check came in (finally) and I go meet with a staffing company on Tuesday, so hopefully I'll be solvent and employed relatively quickly.
It seems like a lot of funny things happened that I should blog about but I have no idea what they are/were.
2 comments:
Dude, I so fucking love this wine that I went to Harris Teeter on Thurs and bought 3 bottles to take home with me. (And then drank one w/ Chrissy on his porch.) Evolution!! Best. Stuff. EVER.
X-Men 3: Fiddle Dee Dee?
It's just not as catchy as X-Men 2: Electric Boogaloo. Hmmm.
Anyway, there's some very entertaining about you being the first lady of comic books. I love it.
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