errr something

With the coming of the warmer weather, festive ideas and notions come trickling into my decrepit brainium. (promptly discarded because they involve getting the hell out of bed.) New clothing, new drinks, new things to do. These are all potential things. Granted the “festive” weather, and I use that in the loosest of senses, makes me think of more suitable, possibly even light drinks. To that end, I decided it was nigh time to get me some gin. Now, all I need is a diet tonic water that doesn’t cause cancer in lab rats, (and taste like pure ASS, might I add). Good god, why on earth saccharine? Get with the times. So since the diet is out, and straight gin is… difficult at best. I have to settle for making gin and tonics of truly demented proportions. Like ohhh 3:1 gin to tonic or so. Good times. I’ll have to experiment with splenda and whip up a Tom Collins of the manual variety. Oh I got Bombay, non sapphire. Not my favorite- for that hunt down Leyden or Van Gogh. Those are win in my book.

I think im destined for martini’s but fuck, bourbon is an expensive enough addiction, adding martinis is just begging for financial pain.

Soon though I can look forward to nearly frozen vodka straight up. Wooo


So soon enough I may be drinking… OUTSIDE! EEEEEK. Well at least till it gets evil hot and I start getting attacked by fucking bees.

RE: lack of doodles. Meh tough titties. They’ll be back or not.