nekare

I'm craving tacos like you wouldn't believe. Friday night is tacos night in my house, traditionally, but my dad has been bitching about us never wanting to anywhere else for a while, so this weekend we went everywhere he wanted to. (We shall get our revenge for the next three weeks, mwahaha.) So anyway, this friday we went to a fancy Argentinian restaurant, which would've been awesome only no one wanted to share a vacio with me and I ended up with crummy pasta. Damn. Doesn't matter, though! Because our waiter was one of the finest male specimens I have ever seen. *fans self* (Buenos Aires Born. Oh God that accent. Yes please.) AND HE SAID SENCILLITO. AHAHAHA I NEVER THOUGHT I'D ACTUALLY HEAR AN ARGENTINIAN SAY SENCISHIIIITO. XDDD.

Other than that, I've been marathoning How I Met Your Mother's first season all afternoon long, and it's been awesome. Up to 1x15 now, and I'm so loving it.

My grandmother turned 82 today. She was so much better today - she actually said her age right; last year she said she'd just turned 70. She's been really ill as of lately, and I really doubt she'll live to turn 83. I feel selfish, wanting her to be here when I know she's suffering so much, but it's my grandma. Dunno.