Last night was the Oscars. (Go Colin Firth. Woo.)
I took a frozen pizza and a bottle of Vendija blackberry wine over to Anna's, where she countered with a bigger bottle of wine, popcorn, and Easter cookies.
Abosy and I go through the same stages on the road to tipsy. (Talktalktalk, then suddenly, sleepy. Very suddenly. Yelena: ..Are you guys ok?)
That part's boring, though, so I'll skip it. Instead, the night's highlights:
Anna screaming when Colin Firth first shows up
Anna screaming and waving her arms when The King's Speech wins
Anna screaming and waving her arms when Colin Firth wins
Yelena recording her.
Me hurting my knee while scooting over on the couch (wtf?)
Anna: (about commercial) "OH that's great! They just lifted them up but it looks like they're flying!"
Me blowing off my homework and then having to do it at one o'clock when I got home
Me discovering that trains after wine makes for carsick tummy
Me also discovering that ramen does not, in fact, make it better
Yelena laughing maliciously as no-self-control Anna and Emma eat more cookies than they should.
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