stuff that i wonder why i do not do, spun-head edition
My fave is Wake'N'Bake: really good pot, and really good coffee on a lazy weekend morning. Sigh. :)
someone [somewhere] just mentioned this and suddenly i was like 'novel new concept! why have i never done this?' and then i remembered that my weekend mornings are never this unscheduled. or they weren't. one thing i am enjoying about my current retreat from the world is the free time on weekends. i'd said i would re-apply for the saturday morning radio slot again next quarter, but i dunno, i may have to think harder about that.
thinking more about the original point, though, it's also true that i'm not usually a morning intoxicant kind of person. i can count the number of times that i've even had a drink in the morning on one hand. vices always seem like a nighttime, or at least late afternoon, sort of thing. you know, cause g-d [or, more honestly, deceased relatives looking down from above] can't see so well in the dark.
and then, too, again we are talking about me. i thought about going to happy hour this evening. and then i decided to have a drink at home instead, since i have many bottles of stuff here. and then what did i end up drinking when i got home? milk, accompanied by cheerios.* i guess food is my drug of choice.
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* seems to be i cannot do bad all by myself. last week, with a buddy, my drink tally was much more impressive.
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someone [somewhere] just mentioned this and suddenly i was like 'novel new concept! why have i never done this?' and then i remembered that my weekend mornings are never this unscheduled. or they weren't. one thing i am enjoying about my current retreat from the world is the free time on weekends. i'd said i would re-apply for the saturday morning radio slot again next quarter, but i dunno, i may have to think harder about that.
thinking more about the original point, though, it's also true that i'm not usually a morning intoxicant kind of person. i can count the number of times that i've even had a drink in the morning on one hand. vices always seem like a nighttime, or at least late afternoon, sort of thing. you know, cause g-d [or, more honestly, deceased relatives looking down from above] can't see so well in the dark.
and then, too, again we are talking about me. i thought about going to happy hour this evening. and then i decided to have a drink at home instead, since i have many bottles of stuff here. and then what did i end up drinking when i got home? milk, accompanied by cheerios.* i guess food is my drug of choice.
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* seems to be i cannot do bad all by myself. last week, with a buddy, my drink tally was much more impressive.
This entry was originally posted at http://stuberyl.dreamwidth.org/311400.html. Feel free to comment here or there (but not everywhere).