Brief and rambly.

Meg is watching a reality show about midgets.

But, she bought me dinner (the borderline astounding Big Apple Burger from Applebee's... definitely a 'week' sort of sandwich, though it doesn't surpass the Herc or the Stilton) and beer (some concoction known a Yuengling Lager, which reminds me of the excretable word "youngling", but is otherwise amazing and has instantly nabbed the top spot as my favorite beer, pushing Heineken to a far distant second. Yes, I have terrible taste in beers, I've come to terms with this. Meg claims Yuengling is 'the perfect mix between light and dark'. I simply say that it's not painfully bitter and it doesn't taste like wee, so it is happy in my mouth), so I'm not going to complain, especially since over the course of writing this, the show has switched over to 'Miami Ink' which is also terrible, but only because you see humans desecrating their bodies in hideous ways for asinine reasons. And yes, this is a man with a Star Trek tattoo saying that.