i've done nothing so far this weekend but rent scary movies and freak myself out a little. good times. i have the house to myself for a bit, so i'm going to go watch a zombie movie and get cozy on the couch with a beer. D came home last night and found the boychik and i watching daybreakers (which, incidentally, was much better than i expected. it was like a cross between all the things i love in zombie and vampire movies!), and rolled his eyes at me, but i pointed out that he's damn lucky to have a girlfriend who likes the occasion horror film, rather than one who drags his ass to every julia roberts movie ever made.
although to be honest, D really loves the romantic comedies. he wears the mustache in this relationship, but i wield the chainshaw.