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Two days after it, technically. I don't feel any older, but then I said that last year.

My family (and M and J, the next day) did take me out to dinner and the waiter didn't ask for my ID when I ordered a glass of sangria, though, which considering I tend to get mistaken for a sixteen-year-old was rather nice. And I got to go to one of my favorite tapas places and have my favorite Spanish omelet ever. Good times all around. :)

I really think that Americans should take up the practice of eating tapas-style. Cycling through different dishes allows you to experience a variety of tastes throughout a meal without offering too much of any one thing; you never lose the sense of novelty and pleasure in the new flavor. Plus, you eat slower, which makes you less likely to overeat. Meals become occasions, inextricably social and linked to your dining partners.

Granted, it's pretty much impossible to make a tapas course for home consumption, especially if you're trying to feed a family - think of all the different dishes you'd have to prepare ahead of time. You'd pretty much spend your whole day cooking dinner unless you were super-coordinated. But as far as eating out goes, I definitely prefer it.

Also, as a belated birthday present, Mom took me and my brother to see Toy Story 3 yesterday morning, for which I am grateful because I adored it.

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So, yes. Good show, Pixar. Good show.


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And once again it is incredibly late and I must go to bed. Hopefully by the time I wake up I will no longer have the Bokusatsu Tenshi Dokuro-chan theme song stuck in my head.