One plan that will always work is to fill my house up with my favourite people and then commence to watch craptons of terrible musicals and eat our weight in junk food.
It was a cultural exchange. I fed them all pretty much every kind of wintergreen mint a person can find in the United States, and in return I got introduced to gummy teeth and milk bottles. (There are also twinkies in the freezer, but I’m saving those for when we get to Zombieland for reasons of poetic justice.)
Between Rent, Pokemon: The First Movie and Dr. Horrible, we’re pretty much having the best time ever.
Because clearly we’re adults, and we can make responsible, adult decisions.
Like staying up until three in the morning watching youtube videos.