So, yesterday was the first “Manda and Rosi’s Friday Drinks” at The Arthouse. Heh, think it went pretty well. Finally got to do absinthe properly. God, it burned. It’s kind of weird, I’ve always read about people who find that the taste of alcohol ‘burns’ their throat. And sure, sometimes doing straight shots there’s a funny tingly feeling. But not ‘burning’. Well, glad to say, I was wrong. Because the absinthe BUUUURRRNS. It was pretty damn cool :P So yeah, now I just need to save up again so I can afford to drink next month. Somehow didn’t get to the happy place as quickly this time, even though I was more tired. I’m guessing the lack of beer had something to do with it? Who knows. Was fun all round anyways. And we had PIE afterwards. So hey, the night was complete!

Arthouse drinks sign

See, we even got our own sign!

Thanks go to Maiku for this cool as link to online database, Lazybase. I checked it out, think you just fixed my problem of how to get my MS Access database of my DVD collection onto the web. So, here it is: http://lazybase.com/wafdvd/. You can check all of it out there and see what DVDs I’ve got. If you’re nice, I’ll even let you borrow one or two :P

This is the only lonely picture
Waiting on my floor littering my shore
This is the last true burning letter
Given to a girl
Written by a boy
Living in a world
Created to destroy

But if I built you a city
Would you let me in?
Would you tear it down?

This is your ghost that kneels before me
Razors on her tongue, a body full of oxygen
It won’t be the last time she’ll ignore me
Thinning in my skin
Without the strength, to go
Winter setting in
To cover you in snow

But there you go for the last time
I finally know what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you let me
But there you go when I’m not done
You’re waving goodbye well at least you’re having fun
the rising tide will not let you forget me
forget me
forget me
forget me, yeah

I’ll raise towers and climb them
Rivers and walk them
Oceans to drown in
you won’t make a sound in

But there you go for the last time
I finally know what I should have known then
And I could still be ruthless if you let me
But there you go when I’m not done
You’re waving goodbye well at least you’re having fun
the rising tide will not let you forget me

Something Corporate – Ruthless