Walkin in Memphis...

I realize that the statement "I'm having a love affair with my apartment" may be odd to some, (see my profile...) but tonight is a perfect example of why I'm in love with Xanadu. I've had a royally shitty week. I've put in an average of 12 hours a day this week. I'm exhausted.

Fortunately, I've got Spring Break next week (ROCK ON... exactly 227 hours until I have to go back to school) so I don't feel obligated to go out tonight. I've been craving cake for weeks, so I stopped at Kroger on my way home from school today and bought cake mix. Unfortunately, ever since 40's chili experience, I've also been craving chili. So I also bought stuff to make chili. Including beer. I dont even like beer....

So I'm getting off topic. I'm currently experimenting with chili ingredients and consuming a very large bottle of wine in the process. (There's also a half empty bottle of beer on the counter and 5 more in the fridge... it'll all get consumed eventually... Hell, 40 will drink just about anything - even light beer...)

All I'm doing right now is listening to our awesome playlist and cooking chili. The awesome playlist includes everything from OutKast to Wagner... (think 'Ride of the Valkyries') Then I hear "Walkin' in Memphis..." I'm sorry... I don't care who you the fuck you are, but this is an AWESOME song... All of a sudden it occurs to me that I am happier than I have been all week, just because I'm hanging out in Xanadu, listening to random late 80's or early 90's music, experimenting with food and slowly getting intoxicated... God damn, I'm lucky. I love my life.

And 40, if you read this, I hope you're having fun in El Paso. I miss you... random food experiments are much more fun with your company...