Things That Make A Bad Day Better.
Jun. 9th, 2003 07:25 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
joiedecombat1) Beef.
I was craving beef all weekend, so after work I got a burger. Now, normally when I do the artery-clogging thing, it's McDonald's, partly because it's most convenient and partly because they make good fries. But I wanted beef, so I went to Hardees and got one of their vaunted Angus Thickburgers. It was not the best burger I've had - that came from Fudrucker's and nothing before or since has matched it - but it was a big sloppy 1/3 lb. burger that satisfied my yen for a big chunk of cow.
2) Ein.
I have an Ein plushie! Much thanks to Tigra@MU for facilitating my acquisition of it. It's soft and cuddly and absolutely adorable. It really is.
3) Booze.
So I was out getting paper towels and vanilla Coke and I had this vague desire to make some strawberry daiquiris. So I got a little food processor, justification being that sooner or later I'll be on my own and I'll need my own appliances - never mind that we've done just fine without blender or food processor up until this point. And then I went to the liquor store and got a bottle of white rum and a bottle of daiquiri mix, and I came home and made a daiquiri. The food processor wasn't really made for chopping ice, I discovered, but it did its job.
Now, if you're feeling shocked and revising your opinion of my purity, let me bring a few points to your attention:
- I live with my mother. Now, while it's true that we both like our space and can, on the right day, go all day without actually laying eyes on one another, I'm not bold enough to get drunk in such close proximity to my mom. Especially not while I'm still batting zero on the job hunt.
- The daiquiri as I make it contains about one tablespoon of rum. Even I can't get drunk off one tablespoon of rum.
- I'm sitting here eyeing the bottle of rum that I got, and thinking that it's really disturbingly large. It's the smallest bottle they had on the shelves within my reach, and it's not horribly massive, but... well, let's just say it's going to keep me in daiquiris for a long, long time. It's rather intimidating. Almost enough to make me hide it under the sink and meekly pretend that none of this ever happened. Almost. So if you have a mental image of me peeking bigeyes over the edge of a table at a perfectly ordinary bottle of white rum - it's probably pretty accurate.
In other words, my purity is in no danger.
Besides, I turn 23 in two days. If I can't drink now, when can I?
4) Good People.
Here's where I hand out the big props. Much, much thanks to all the folks who helped me stay amused at getting Snarked.![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
infinitepryde, funwithrage, tisiphonemoon, lyosha, hopperuk, evilbeej, annwyd, ascian, I'm looking at you. The biggest of the big props to persephoneflame, fiddlersgreen, corleyj, and bahimiron, for bolstering my good cheer when it started to flag. And of course to narli, for letting me give her character the gay in the first place.
Love you guys.
I was craving beef all weekend, so after work I got a burger. Now, normally when I do the artery-clogging thing, it's McDonald's, partly because it's most convenient and partly because they make good fries. But I wanted beef, so I went to Hardees and got one of their vaunted Angus Thickburgers. It was not the best burger I've had - that came from Fudrucker's and nothing before or since has matched it - but it was a big sloppy 1/3 lb. burger that satisfied my yen for a big chunk of cow.
2) Ein.
I have an Ein plushie! Much thanks to Tigra@MU for facilitating my acquisition of it. It's soft and cuddly and absolutely adorable. It really is.
3) Booze.
So I was out getting paper towels and vanilla Coke and I had this vague desire to make some strawberry daiquiris. So I got a little food processor, justification being that sooner or later I'll be on my own and I'll need my own appliances - never mind that we've done just fine without blender or food processor up until this point. And then I went to the liquor store and got a bottle of white rum and a bottle of daiquiri mix, and I came home and made a daiquiri. The food processor wasn't really made for chopping ice, I discovered, but it did its job.
Now, if you're feeling shocked and revising your opinion of my purity, let me bring a few points to your attention:
- I live with my mother. Now, while it's true that we both like our space and can, on the right day, go all day without actually laying eyes on one another, I'm not bold enough to get drunk in such close proximity to my mom. Especially not while I'm still batting zero on the job hunt.
- The daiquiri as I make it contains about one tablespoon of rum. Even I can't get drunk off one tablespoon of rum.
- I'm sitting here eyeing the bottle of rum that I got, and thinking that it's really disturbingly large. It's the smallest bottle they had on the shelves within my reach, and it's not horribly massive, but... well, let's just say it's going to keep me in daiquiris for a long, long time. It's rather intimidating. Almost enough to make me hide it under the sink and meekly pretend that none of this ever happened. Almost. So if you have a mental image of me peeking bigeyes over the edge of a table at a perfectly ordinary bottle of white rum - it's probably pretty accurate.
In other words, my purity is in no danger.
Besides, I turn 23 in two days. If I can't drink now, when can I?
4) Good People.
Here's where I hand out the big props. Much, much thanks to all the folks who helped me stay amused at getting Snarked.
infinitepryde, funwithrage, tisiphonemoon, lyosha, hopperuk, evilbeej, annwyd, ascian, I'm looking at you. The biggest of the big props to persephoneflame, fiddlersgreen, corleyj, and bahimiron, for bolstering my good cheer when it started to flag. And of course to narli, for letting me give her character the gay in the first place.Love you guys.
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Date: 2003-06-09 07:54 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2003-06-09 08:31 pm (UTC)I want to live someplace that has a Fudrucker's.
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Date: 2003-06-09 08:46 pm (UTC)Also, I'm still getting over the disappointment of discovering your not a lesbian. Not even bisexual. Damn you Snark for getting my hopes up.
This is the point in time where I run away cackling.
muahahahahahahahahahhahahaha
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Date: 2003-06-09 08:50 pm (UTC)Sorry.
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Date: 2003-06-10 09:29 am (UTC)Never went back.
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Date: 2003-06-10 09:47 am (UTC)Heee...
Date: 2003-06-10 05:33 pm (UTC)"I gave an FC teh gay and all I got was this lousy..."
What?
T-Shirt?
Snark thread?
Psuedo-ex-girlfriend with a headcase?