Okay, have run out of pink catawba (which I didn't expect to do tonight, I had quite a few bottles) and have moved on to Yellow Tail's shiraz. I like Yellow Tail, but this is nowhere near as good as the pink catawba. I'm really impressed with St. James' winery. Yum.

I spilled a glass of red wine down my shirt and jeans earlier while trying to set up my paid account. Fun.

Now J. is on the phone. This is like drunk dialing but better. He's at work overnight, and alone in the store. Fun.

Oh man, must stop with the wine. But it is so good.

In no way am I having a season four Buffy marathon (starting from "A New Man"), drinking wine (St. James Winery's Pink Catawba, which some of you know highlighted my last birthday, when I had it for the first time and realized how delicious and sweet it was), and playing slumber party games over at funslumberparty (which is really the best thing ever, it is more fun than I could have imagined, and you should come play).

Soon I might actually put away some of these new books and do productive stuff--but the slumber party is way more fun. Plus I am in oversharing mode, way way way oversharing mode. Which is funny, apparently, and that comment made me happy.