What's with the bubbles, Mozart?

Surprisingly, I was NOT invited to George Clooney's 46th birthday party. I am a bit peeved about that. Well, George, I had more important things to do anyway. So I did. I took a bath, I read a book, I had a glass of wine, and I listened to Mozart's Requiem ... All at the same time. There! I bet you're jealous now, Mr. Clooney. Don't feel all that glamorous anymore now, do you?

No idea when it happened, but at some point in my life, that clichéd combination of a bathtub filled with hot water and bubbles, a book, wine, and music - plus a few candles if you REALLY wanna overdo it - has become the epitome of bliss. Well, one of them. There's more, of course. :) Is it just that I started getting old at the age of 20? Whatever it is, I do enjoy it..... Though, next time, George, you can light the candles. :)