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Halloween

November 2, 2009 at 1400 · Filed under alcohol, being single, nyc, other crafts

Highlights of the evening:

My friend fainting because her corset was on too tight
A really attractive bartender, who was dressed up as a cowboy and who I thought was gay, would not stop staring at me the entire night. I thought maybe he suspected me of being underage or something, but he ended up introducing himself and telling me he thought I was adorable. It was a nice ego boost considering everything that’s been going on in my romantic life department lately. Update 110409: He called and asked me out for drinks this weekend, but a little investigative work by the friend who threw the party revealed he’s actually married. How sketchy.
Being dragged to some freaky ass Russian rave, where all the music sounded like folk music being played by dudes on Ecstasy and a bunch of people dressed up as Super Mario characters were running around
Walking 7 blocks so we could get hot dogs wrapped in bacon with guacamole at around 3 AM.

And here is my costume. I’ll leave it to the reader to interpret what it is. The night’s (wrong) guesses: scarecrow, doll from Coraline, Raggedy Ann, pincushion.

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A comic about me!

October 29, 2009 at 2143 · Filed under alcohol, misc

I previously posted about being a guest blogger over at xkcdsucks. I’m also the admin of their IRC channel, and have developed a bit of a reputation for my love of drinking, so much so that a regular drew a comic about me:

I feel super special. :3

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Yellow Tail – Shiraz – 2007

September 3, 2008 at 1935 · Filed under alcohol

Oh, Yellow Tail, you saucy wench. In the two months I have been exploring the red wine universe, Shiraz has eluded me. I had a glass at a bar, where I tried (and liked!) my first Pinot Noir and Cabernet Sauvignon, but the Shiraz left me traumatized. “Oh, God,” I thought, “this tastes like the back of my dog’s ass.”

However, a nasty bottle of Chianti (what got me drinking wine in the first place) that tasted like wilted tulips taught me that every type of wine has its bad apples. “Try Yellow Tail!,” my wine-guzzling friend encouraged. “It’s my favorite!” However, this is a gal who mixes an entire container of wasabi into her rice, so I think her taste buds burned off ages ago.

What the hell. I went for it. And damn, it was good. I mean, it didn’t make me want to swill the whole bottle or hump a wall, but yeah. I liked it.

Fuckin’ koalas.

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