Remember that bottle of St. Brendan’s I mentioned in my last post? The one with my name on it?

Apparently Glenn can’t read, because he poured it out. MY St. Brendan’s, he poured out. Why? Because he “had already had enough to drink and didn’t want to accidentallly drink it”. *facepalm* It was MY St. Brendan’s! Not his. Mine. Where the fuck does he get off?

I hardly ever drink (we need to have one responsible parent), so when I do get the chance I like to enjoy myself. Friday I finished off another bottle I had (which I had had for several weeks), Saturday, I had a glass of champagne, and last night I wanted to crack open the new bottle. Glenn, on the other hand, spent the weekend drinking a ton of beer, a liter of vodka, and finished off the champagne before I had discovered the missing bottle. Conveniently, even though he claimed to have had enough, 4 cans of beer remain of his 24 pack. I’m figuring he either drank my St. Brendan’s and is lying about it, or he poured it out in retailiation to some stupid thing his imagination has produced. Either way, payback is a bitch.

Oh ginalin, where were you last night? I was almost tempted to steal borrow your “Out of My Fandom” icon to harrass some Wufei bashers on fanficrants, but I couldn’t think of anything witty to say. I guess the overhaul of my LJ totally drained me. :o) I kept hoping you’d pop up and put them in their place. Scarily, one of them mentions that they are/have roleplaying/ed Wufei on their LJ. *shudders*

Well I’m off to check out my flist and then try and get some studying done. Then I will plot my revenge. Bwhahahaha!