end of three

i just finished watching the first three seasons of futurama - i got through the last disc with mint chocolate, white rabbit sweets, prawn snacks, a couple of bottles of hunter's dry and the ability to stomache "i, meatbag" with no external aids.

now life feels so empty.

in other news, i woke up early to take my second mom shopping, which was a horrible experience - and i don't even *like* shopping.

i think this vacation has turned me into an alcoholic. i'm going back to bed.