Sacred Haven of Debauchery

Yesterday, I spent the entire morning fiddling with my smartphone. I spent an hour and a half installing a new, much more functional player, but it was worth it :) In the afternoon, I went to the cinema to watch Ice Age 3. I must say, the movie didn't make much of an impression on me. In some places, the jokes seemed frankly childish, and the plot itself was kind of sentimental. The first two movies were better. Or maybe it's just because I've been watching a rather brutal series like Lost, and reading the works of Sapkowski, and now I'm not even interested when the main character doesn't die :) Here, by the way, is something about the death of the main character. The other day, I finished reading the last book about the Witcher (I had a decent break after winter). It was quite a sad ending, I must say. I even shed a tear :( The last time I had similar emotions was when I read the first book about The Lord of the Rings (or the beginning of the second, I don't remember anymore), when Boromir died.