I HAVE A LENTEN RESOLUTION!
Unlike last year’s veganism, which started out difficult, sauntered into hard and ended in a galloping finish towards all out depression, this year I’m going to do something that will improve my life and more importantly The Lives of Everyone I Know.
I’m not going to drink at home, at all.
'Pff', 'eeeeeasy', *rolleyes* you say.
No. I heart drinking in a way that’s considered pathological in most civilized lands; not the quantity just my abundant love for alcohol. I like wine with my dinner, Vodka with everything and beer on a Sunday night after I’ve visited Family. Martinis to alleviate depression, Gin to cause it, Cider for fighting cars and Sake to feel fancy. And then there’s Rum, rum rum rum rum rum, all the other drinks in the press are like my good friends, some you see only rarely at large social gatherings who you secretly have mixed feelings about (I’m looking at you Absinthe) others live just down the road pop in for a chat and make you cakes. But Rum. Rum is your dog, the dog you wrestle and play tug of war with, the dog that you go for long walks in cold woods before coming home and ending up asleep on the couch with his head on your lap. (Also, apparently, the hangover from which leads you down long meandering sentences through poorly enlightened allegory. )
Remember I posted that I was getting no sleep on cause of all the nightmares? Yes? Know how I fixed that? Rum.
Got back pain? Rum. The TV boring, work not so exciting? You guessed it, RUM!
Anyway back to Lent. The basic idea is to be more social, if Jen and I want to get good and boozy we got to out, this should mean:
More Gigs: our gig going has dropped off the charts since Oyster Bay went on special in Dunnes.
More Friends: I don’t think I have enough conversation in me to have a one on one conversation without external stimuli so pub visits will need at least one other friend to provide witty witticisms. Guys you’ve been warned, I’m expecting your A-game.
Less Booze: Booze outside my flat is frightfully expensive, the only thing greater than my love of C2H5OH is my dead man’s grasp on my wallet.
Anyway that’s the plan, I’m constantly amazed at how I can take a simple concept and just keep adding words.
But first Tonight! Pancakes and Crank 2. 'Awesome', 'High Five', *moonwalk*.