I am completely smashed

Like. Wow.

Most people who raid the parents' liquor cabinet do so a bit earlier than 26, but guess what I did tonight. I found this banana... stuff. It's quite good. Mixed it with some rum and pineapple juice, and it is fucking delicious. I've had, like three of them. And a glass of Midori earlier.

And now I'm watching Captain America.



Celebratory drinking is always the best.

Mmmm Yep

Woke up this morning and annoyed Robin Hood by not being hungover. Baffled Papa Bear as well, since apparently we might have left the evidence of our little party out on the kitchen counters. Whoops. lol


There's a good chance that we may wind up having to re-home the cats. Papa Bear can't stand the smell and apparently while they were gone, one of the little bastards got into the back bedroom and pissed all over something. I would be sad if we had to get rid of them, but it also wouldn't be the first time we tried. But it seems no-one wants a couple of high-strung male cats. At least not in Vegas. We'll see if it's any different here.

We have a few other options, but that would probably be the best, long term. The only other truly viable option is trying to convince them to become outdoor cats, but these cats are reaching kitty-cat middle age, and are afraid of outside. So. *shrug*