Back to her pad, and I caught an episode of Robot Chicken. Color me impressed, Adult Swim. Afterwards, more cider and Shaun of the Dead, which is always awesome, and the first twenty-ish minutes of the new Dawn of the Dead, which remain a treat. Then, more cider.
Woke up exactly on time, which was weird since I didn't set any alarm (oops.)
Tonight, Lost. Tomorrow, enclubbing (!) Friday, um, Million Dollar Baby I think. Saturday, birthday dinner. Sunday, Deadwood and Carnivale. Monday, uh, rest? Tuesday, la kara-oke in Baltimore. It's an embarrassment of riches. And I'm probably forgetting things in there.
