mmm…wine….
October 15th, 2008 § 3 Comments
i love wine. it is so good. wine wine wine. i love wine. down in my belly. ok in the efforts to sound like i’m not completely drunk (because i daresay that bacchus would only say i’m “buzzed”), sam and i had a glass of 2007 puelo cabernet-malbec with our ostrich steaks. and some potatoes and mixed veg. okay, i didn’t like the ostrich so much. i liked it when we went to kublai khan‘s back in 2006, but as a steak? not so good. it tasted sort of metallic, and sam considered the fact that it might be because it’s lean and lean=blood and blood=iron(?) (it was the best suggestion either of us could come up with, so i’m going with it). anyway i only ate half, but i certainly polished off about 3/4 of a bottle of wine all by my lonesome.
mostly this has to do with my insomnia of late, and after going to bed at 7am and getting up 4 hours later, i muddled through the day absolutely exhausted but determined not to fall asleep. i’m desperately trying to get my sleep schedule back on track (although to be fair, i suppose it doesn’t matter in the grand scheme of things, but it hardly bodes well for any sort of *ahem* intimacy of any sort).
but i digress.
i am pleasurably buzzed. not drunk! i’ve been drunk, and this is not it. i am buzzed. and it feels goooooood. also, i went outside for a smoke (because really? any hardcore smokers who tell you they don’t smoke any more when they’re drinking are outright LIARS), and lo and behold! before my very eyes i spied a navy blue subaru outback. and the first thing i thought was “O.M.G. scott has driven all the way to glasgow from california to visit me!”
and i know that doesn’t make sense to really anyone ‘cept for jenn or kate, and to be honest, i don’t think that either of them read my blog, seeing as i must be the ONLY PERSON IN CINCINNATI who blogs on a regular basis. hmph.
anyway.
i’ve been reading a helluva lot of blogs recently and you want to know what i’ve decided? you DO? i’m so glad! because i’ve been DYING to tell you! okay, here it is: i LOVE LOVE LOVE google reader. it may be the best thing since sliced bread. (although, before sliced bread, what was the best thing? anyone? bueller?)
but here is my caveat: if you really want to become a Blogger Extraordinaire, try your best not to read other blogs. because you just MIGHT become intimidated. sirrusly? there are so many absolutely beautiful writers out there that sometimes? i really don’t want to write because i’m just so freaked out that what i write is utter shite. (see sizzle says (my newest blogcrush), dooce, or barking mad for prime examples.) i mean, i never claimed to be a great writer, and in fact, i hate writing (see “stuff about me” for more details), but somehow it doesn’t stop me from trying. typical taurus for you. stubborn as all hell when we want to be. (and equally talented at being lazy.)
er…where was i? oh yes! alcohol and sleep. so i’ve decided that instead of each drinking a glass of wine with dinner and finishing up the next night as we typically do (one daily serving of healthy tannins lowering the cholesterol or triglycerides or something), at dinner i declared it my goal to finish the entire bottle of wine in order to give myself a proverbial alcohol-induced TKO so that i’d sleep through the night.
i guess we’ll see what happens when we’re at 4am, shall we? HA.
Did you just utter my blog in the same sentence as Dooce? I think I am blushing.
Yes, definitely blushing.
Alcohol = good!
Google Reader = teh best!
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