Friday night was Beowulf 3D. It would have been awesome if I had been a thirteen year old boy…or maybe just male. Otherwise the movie was just ok. Lots of blood and gore with a lovely CGI enhancement of Angelina Jolie. This was the boyfriend’s idea. The rest of the night was good though. I got him the perfect gift. I take pride in buying the perfect gifts for people. I wasn’t sure he’d like what I got, but it was great. He loved it. Saturday I caught up on sleep and just relaxing. Sometimes it’s nice not to do anything.

Sunday I spent part of the day taking my boyfriend (why does it seem odd to say that?) to the airport. The airport was unusually calm. Later I went to a going away party for a friend who is going to London for work. I’m going to miss him, and I just got to know him this fall. He has had to hear my stories. He knows who I’m seeing and has known him for years. He has been the victim of what he would call “TMI”. I shared most of waht I did just to get a reaction out of him. HIs reaction was always funny.

My Christmas Eve has already been taken up by a long phone call with my mother. And then a quick run to the liquor store. I had to get there before Christmas. The nearest BevMo is attached to a mall. It’s a nightmare during the holiday shopping season. Today though the mall wasn’t busy, and it opened early. There were plenty of parking spaces even after 9 am. So I got what I went there for: some expensive scotch (for the boyfriend) and absinthe. The latter was for me. It’s legal in the US again after being illegal since 1912. It has this romantic and mythical essence. It’s fun to read about it’s history and why it was banned all over the world. It’s an acquired taste–one I haven’t acquired yet. It’s not terrible or undrinkable, but it’s odd. I recommend Lucid. I love the bottle.