batapulting into old age.

i hit my 'mid-late' 20's this past weekend, and while typically being the sort of person who gets walloped with the birthday blues no matter how much celebratory fun she may be having, i managed to get through the multiple-day festivities this year relatively unscathed -- even with the birthday kicking off last weekend with my grandmother making one of her "chrissy is old and needs to get married, pronto" sort of comments at the dinner table during my family party.

the rest of the highlights, in no particular order:

• finding a 24-hour deli a mere 2 blocks away from my apt. this deli not only carries cheap wine, but also dipsy doodles.
  
• sissy's rendition of eddie money's "take me home tonight", played on our rape whistle.
• a googly-eyed hippo card.
• a rubber bacon bracelet.
  
• hearing a cover band play a rock version of "i like to move it."
  
• a billionth - and i mean it, the dvd is now scratched and skipping being we've watched it so much - viewing of the 1966 Batman movie.
  

"they may be drinkers, Robin, but they're still human beings."