Seeing movies alone...

Well, sadly this was not a first. I mean, I've seen movies in theaters by myself. Lame, I know. It's even lamer that my first movie I ever saw by myself was LOTR (Lord of the Rings: The Fellowship) because none of my friends wanted to see it with me. Yep, I'll admit it, I love LOTR. I love Star Wars, but I loathe Star Trek, now that's just for total dorks. I know you're thinking, wow she loves LOTR and Star Wars, but she thinks Star Trek is lame. Well, it's really just how I feel. But, I'm a geek at heart. What can I say? I remember having slumber parties (in Middle School) where we would try our very best to watch all 3 Star Wars movies, this was before the new, CG, slightly decent Star Wars movies came out. In Middle School we never made it past The Empire Strikes Back, but I digress. So I went to see a non-nerdy movie by myself: "The Proposal". Chick-flick. Cute. I'm a sucker for romantic comedies. I have been since I was little. So I went to see this movie because both of my parents left me in London to head back home to LA. It's okay because I can do whatever I want here. Drink, smoke have massive orgies....j/k. I just drink and smoke by myself while my two lovely dogs watch. They are my heart and if they weren't here to accompany me while I cook, drink and smoke, my friends would have a international suicide case on their hands.

After the movie, which I loved, because I've loved Ryan Reynolds was staring in it, and I've loved him since he first came onto the movie scene in one of the greatest movies ever made....National Lampoon's: Van Wilder. I mean I've seen that movie at least 40 times. I would watch it and re-watch it with my high school friends until we could recite each and every line to each other....you know, back when that was cool. After the movie I went to Sainsbury (a grocery store here in London) to shop for my dinner tonight. I made Creamy Lemon Chicken with Roasted Potatoes & Artichokes. It was good. That's what I have filled my days with here in London...cooking. It's awesome because I'm getting the experience that I've never had time for before, so this is now the highlight of my day.

So now, I've made dinner, which was decent, but I roasted the potatoes too long and honestly I'm full on Strongbow and cigarettes. And now I'm blogging, just like I promised....only after drinking. You're welcome!

Once I finished preparing dinner (and drinking 4 Strongbows, which are in larger portions then the regular canned beer in the US, because England is awesome!) I decided I needed to drink more. I'm here alone with nothing else to do, so I do what I usually do when I'm bored....I drink. I'm on my 5th Stongbow and feeling great! But one thing that did annoy me on my trip to Tesco (another grocery store here, come on people, get with it) was that I sobered up a bit on my walk there. Not freakin' cool. And then, when I went to check out with my 4 pack of Strongbow and 1 litre of Strongbow and ciggs the check-out lady asked me if I was having a party. No! I'm not having a party. I just want some cider! Lord! Are we in North Korea?! I would get this question in America as well. I'm just trying to buy my weeks/nights worth of booze and I get the derogatory question of "are you having a party?". No lady, I just wanna booze. And if that boozing is by myself, then so be it! Damn it, I can't escape that shit, even here in the land of drinking....now that shit is just messed up! I will close tonight with...the road goes on forever and the party never ends....sorry, I was listening to Robert Earl Keen while cooking. You know what, I'm not fucking sorry. He's awesome.