I officially broke my own self-imposed rule banning homemade martinis in my place of cohabitation. This rule was set into place on November 6...5...7...*&%*)*^%#$#&^... somewhere around there. I decided that they were fine to have in an environment where it was clear I would only have only 1 or 2 (i.e. ANY BAR IN L.A.), but if I was making them at home, the margin of repetitive consumption was far too great. However today, after the opening of "As You Like It"... I feel pretty entitled to a damn martini enjoyed on my couch and finished alongside my computer (an Apple, while my boyfriend ironically enough is asleep in preparation for a day working at the Apple Store).
Get a lawyer and sue me.