Not One, But TWO!

Tomorrow, the uncomparable Felix is blowing in from SF. This means drinking and singing at Junno's. It will be madness as Junno has promised me not one, but TWO bottles of the wolrd's best burbon whiskey: Pappy Van Winkle. They'll both be gone by the end of the night. I highly reccomend joining.

Yesterday, The Yorge and I saw the winner from American Idol at THE MEGA STORE (really it was more like Yorge pointing out to me that there was someone who might be the "winner" and me being like, "what? huh? what are you talking about?" and looking around, confused). yeah, it was exciting.