Dark beer and chana masala, and the stereo is playing either deathmetal or hyperpop, since I’m alone. Gotta play the music my wife hates while I have the chance.
Chana is so good, nice call! And with a beer, chefs kiss. I totally agree on the death metal, that’s what I usually play when my husband’s out so he doesn’t have to tolerate it.
I also make (and sometimes eat) too many pancakes, so we have that in common as well.
Last night I made too much chana! The recipe said “feeds four” so I doubled it. Good thing it turn out perfect because even after feeding the whole fam we still had half a gallon leftover.
Just one or all of the above?
I can’t choose between a snack, a drink, or a blunt. I would usually have all 3. Then pop my tail and collar on and listen to Pet Play by Puppygirl for 8 hours straight.
Any or all, whatever makes you happiest! I can’t choose either, that’s why I listed all three lol
Japanese Ume liquor.
Music is much more difficult. probably some 90’s hardcore like Refused.
Oh that sounds like a good time! I don’t know that I’ve ever had any plum liquor, but that sounds fascinating.
Cheap beer, whatever beer is cheaper than water.
Which raises the question, why is beer cheaper than water?
The stereo is usually just running in my head, I’ve spent many months sorting through over 26,000 archived MP3s and basically memorized all the music I like.
Water you have to piss in before it gets that signature cheap beer flavor, the beer comes premade!
Tall boy of Honey Brown and Pure Comedy by Father John Misty.
A craft lager, smoked gouda, tomato, lettuce with some mayo on homemade white bread, I’ll start with Arvo Pärt’s Spiegel im Spiegel, then a couple random Leonard Cohen, and then finish with a few tracks from Zeppelin’s Physical Graffiti.
Spiegel im Spiegel is amazing, I love that song.
Sounds like a lovely time! I’ve never heard of Arvo Pärt but I’m at least familiar with the other two haha
This might be a good piece to start, I’d say it’s rather metal even! :D
This is absolutely lovely, thanks so much for sharing!
You’re very welcome! Glad you like it! :D
I’ve never smoked gouda, that shit sounds CRAZY tho.
Most likely I’d be drinking some Talisker Port Ruighe whiskey while listening from The Division Bell by Pink Floyd
Talisker make reliably solid stuff, but I don’t think I’ve ever had the Port Ruighe. What’s it like?
It’s Talisker finished in Port casks. No age statement, but it’s very good whisky!
A pepperoni pizza and ice tea. And on the stereo I’d have lofi playing while I mellow out
Bong in one hand, weed vape in the other, a can of Pepsi on the coffee table, and Suicidal Tendencies on my stereo. ST doesn’t make the most out of my two subwoofers but they compliment the Pepsi quite a lot.
I’d puff a few hits of the oil vape out on the porch and stick a fat prilla of swedish snus under my lip. By my side a cup of herbal chai tea or seltzer, maybe a nice beer or just still water. Throw on a record - I’ve got The Beatles, Bowie, Jimi Hendrix, pink Floyd, Radiohead, spoon, dr dog, the shins and a lot more!
OR turn on my ham radio for some scan and chill on the uhf/vhf repeaters where the other weirdos of my flavor chat about nerd stuff and life, trade gossip and just generally hang out at night.
Methamphetamine and cocaine in order to get nice and focused. Diet coke to keep a clean palate and provide a refresher as needed, but when the focus dies down, more meth and coke until I feel like my head is going to literally explode. While this is going on, I’m listening to Babymetal, Electric Callboy and any other party metal that gets my juices really flowing. I am relaxing, but I might clean the house also, sometimes Jesus just calls me. Eventually, it feels like I’m going to actually physically die so I decide the up cycle is over and I need to come nice and down. I take two hits of molly (which will be just fabulous in 20 minutes or so) but in the meantime, I need to take the edge off immediately, so I shoot two (fat) shots of Woodford Reserve Bourbon (typically Distiller’s Select, but I’ll slum on the basic stuff any day). This is the part where Pink Floyd is queued up. Typically Dark Side of the Moon, but also A Momentary Lapse of Reason, because the tears of Roger Waters fans serve to sustain me in these moments. I might also queue up some Dream Academy just to drive my love of David Gilmour home. The Molly kicks in, and I’ll almost always decide it’s time for a fruit and cheese board, grapes and brie, mixed nuts, apple slices and a really dry Manchego. Two more shots of Woodford and we’re just starting to get comfortable. Heroin is hard(er) to come by - but if I have it, it’s time to shoot it up. 10mg in .5ml suspension will be more than enough to complement the Woodford. If not, Fentanyl it is: I spin the wheel of fortune on the Mexican Percocet. Holy shit, I’m really feeling the groove now. This is where my love of 80s pop ballads kicks in. Stalwart standards like Duran Duran, Thompson Twins and Howard Jones pastiched with glam favorites like Poison, Motley Crue and Ozzy Osborne (God rest his soul). At this point I’m beginning to lose my ability to do remain conscious, and a nice glass of Merlot is absolutely necessary. The night must end with Enigma - anything off of Cross of Changes will do. If I remember anything in the morning, then I didn’t do it right and I need to start over.
This reads like American Psycho
Some htfse dabs, a bottle of home-bubbled water with a shot of lemon, and my viagra boys playlist turned up to 11.
Fuckton of shrooms and must be a cop by the husbands
Hot bath, cold non-alcoholic beer, and my water resistant eReader.
some chocolate, and meditation music.
