urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeisanrpg this is a love song this is a love song 2005-04-19T04:47:54Z urn:lj:livejournal.com:atom1:lifeisanrpg:101356 2038-01-19T03:14:07Z 2005-04-19T04:47:54Z It takes a glass of wine to get me to sleep now-a-days. Or about 6 healthy seconds of chugging from the bottle. I rarely have clean glasses so around 11 in the evening you can usually watch this classy ritual through my kitchen window.<br /><br />Sutter Homes. White Zinfandel. $4.99 of pure class.<br /><br />I don't have any proper glasses so it's usually out of a mug which I don't use for coffee in the morning. In the morning I'm usually drinking whatever is left over that i poured the evening prior. For the past month it was Cherry Limeade because it was on sale for $0.99. At one point I had 7 and a half gallons in my fridge. I was nearly complete.<br /><br />My fridge still had 2 40's from New Years. I almost busted out the Steel Reserve for last Friday's party when I realized that something was floating in it. I'm now saving it until I can find someone drunk enough to drink it.<br /><br />I used to have a can of Gargoyles Sphagetti-O's in my parents cabinet from 1995. When it was approaching the half decade mark my mother disposed of it. Fucking Millennium Cupboard Cleaning Party. Little did she know this could have been used as a prop in a VH1 Show. Additionally, I was disappointed as I was looking forward to test the limits of the human digestive system. Extreme eating. Colon Time Machine.<br /><br />Tastes like Oklahoma City Bombing.