my, my, does time fly!

It sure does, Roger. I started this blog knowing that I probably wouldn't do much with it, really, and here I am, several months and a gym membership later, posting my third entry!

A lot has happened in the last few months. I baked a lot of buttery, sugary, delicious treats which helped contribute to a big tip in the ol' scales. Not unexpected, but as I am rounding out my 26th year, I feel that I should probably get a handle of the situation before I landslide into scales not previously known. I got on board with physical fitness after a several year hiatus, and I now sweat if off at the gym semi-regularly. My favorite torturous exercises include laboring over the stair master, the elliptical thing, and hefting weights around. I can assure you I look like a complete idiot, but I love feeling tired after working out so I plan to continue. I have been toying with the idea of doing a triathlon this year. We'll see about that!

Now, that's enough about working out and being healthy. Let's talk about the drunk part of the last few months. There just so happens to be a fabulous German bar across I-5 from my apartment, called the Feierabend, and we've been spending a lot of time and money there. They boast the largest selection of German beer on tap on the west coast, but that is thus far unverified. They also have what they call a Mug Club, where they have a series of punch cards to complete for different items. The first punch card (filled after about 25 liters of beer consumed) warrants you a t-shirt reading "Ich liebe deutsches bier", the second a patch (unverified), and the third your own personal stein which you can either keep at the bar or take with you. We're almost done with our t-shirt cards, and it has been a delicious process. My favorite selections include the Franziskaner weissbier, Hacker-Pschorr dunkel-weisse, and Kostringer. It's a lot of fun to hang out with a bunch of friends for an afternoon and make fun of each other as we get more intoxicated. What's even more fun is walking up the steep ass hill after drinking two liters. Stumbling and merry-making ahoy!

The rest of our boozing adventures over the past few months include our holiday party. Rather than give our friends presents for the holidays, we decided to give them the gift of booze, thus hosting an event we called Merry Boozemas. Really awful event name, but it got the point across (and it was definitely a boozy affair). We intended it to be a cocktail party, but since neither of us are bartenders, we pretty much just bought a bunch of booze, mixers, and garnishes, and let people play around. While people were boozing it up, we had old Fred Astaire movies playing in the background (Top Hat, and Funny Face), and some other old jazz blaring on the laptop. Glenn Miller is my new favorite artist in the world.

In preparation for Boozemas, I went on an adventure to Ikea, where I purchased some cheap cheap cheap glassware and other things I didn't really need but wanted. You know, like you do when you go to Ikea. We made several trips to the liquor store, and subsequently had awkward conversations with the friendly staff which may have made me seem like an alcoholic. I will say that I am not an alcoholic, just a binge drinker. I openly admit that, and, I'm sorry, Liver, this is only a phase. I checked out a bunch of music and movies from the library for ambiance, and I'm still riding my Glenn Miller/classic movie phase. The event was a success, apparently, and people seemed to enjoy themselves. It looks like this will be a regular event, and I do not mind at all!

New Year's was fun, but had an unfortunate end due to complete shitfacedness. New Year's Day was painful and long. I must have spent a good part of the day bent over a toilet, or in misery on the couch. I finally saw Fargo, rewatched the Lord of the Rings movies, and eventually felt good enough to enjoy some of Seattle's goodl ol' terriyaki! Note to self: mass quantities of cheap champagne is a no-no.

That's about all the update I can do today. Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!