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15 cent Wednesdays continue to kick my ass. Woke up two hours later than I was supposed to with a bag full of uneaten taco bell, and it was fucking snowing outside. But I love cover bands so I'll continue to go, even if it makes my Thursdays ten times less productive.
I'm not sure what the accepted radius is for wearing a swimsuit in public is... but I'm pretty sure once you can no longer see the sand, it's pants o'clock.
I don't care if we're only a block from the beach, I still don't need to see you walking your dog in your Speedos - and especially not after you've switched from the fun drugs to Geritol & Lipitor.
Best (non-festival/concert) night out in ages last night. I ended up at a warehouse for the Burning Seed decompression party; somebody put a pinger in my punch early on, and, well… shit got weird (as those who have me on Snapchat can attest). Half-naked / fully-naked peeps e’rrywhere (the rest in crazy costumes), live burlesque shows, open bars with delicious home-brews and all manner of jungle juice flowing freely. Caught up with so many beautiful Seed people! Then passed out on a couch for a few hours at sunrise before raging on with the bloody mary recovery party ’til about noon. All that for the price of about 2 or 3 watered-down cocktails at a normal bar… and friends still wonder why I’m so over that scene.
I won’t lie, I did have a bit of an ego blow when a sexy young thing I pashed at Seed reintroduced herself… she must have just thought I was super European when I went in for the kiss hello. But there were a lot of fried brain cells that weekend, and let’s just say the night still ended very well.
And speaking of good nights on the town, I’d like to give a big warm shout-out to the Inforoo crew who took my cousin’s boyfriend and his friend out for a night of debauchery in Nashville this weekend. They’re doing a coast-to-coast road trip at the moment, and frankly, haven’t always had the greatest time of it, because they’ve ended up in a lot of boring bumblefuck-y places like Kansas and Missouri and Oklahoma. It sounds like Friday night was one of the highlights of a trip they’ve been looking forward to for a long time, so major thanks for that to all involved.
Gin and whiskey last night, then waking up on a friend's couch with no cell phone and a cigar and a receipt in my pocket. I always worry about my blackout nights, especially when I'm out spending money and don't remember any of it.
Post by krunchykat on Dec 16, 2014 19:29:41 GMT -5
Last night I made apple pie "moonshine" to hand out as Christmas gifts. I'm not sure how much is going to be gifted considering I've drank one mason jar this evening and I'm contemplating cracking open another. McDonald's gift certificates are an acceptable replacement, right?
Last night I made apple pie "moonshine" to hand out as Christmas gifts. I'm not sure how much is going to be gifted considering I've drank one mason jar this evening and I'm contemplating cracking open another. McDonald's gift certificates are an acceptable replacement, right?
Last night I made apple pie "moonshine" to hand out as Christmas gifts. I'm not sure how much is going to be gifted considering I've drank one mason jar this evening and I'm contemplating cracking open another. McDonald's gift certificates are an acceptable replacement, right?
Usually add a few cinnamon sticks to my mason jars and let sit for a few weeks. Flavors definitely come together more with a good sit IMO.