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I’ve got a weekend in May that is shaping up to be pretty damn epic, and should be freaking amazing:


Chemical Brothers on the Thursday evening.
FAITHLESS!!! on the Friday (get a ticket at StarGreen, on sale today).
The Champions League final in Madrid, if Arsenal get that far, on the Saturday. Else the football league playoff final at Wembley instead.
A lunchtime drinking session at The Church with loads of mates on Sunday.
And rounded off with the Premier League Darts final at the Dome on Sunday evening.

It’s a good job I’m taking the Monday off work!

I’ve got a weekend in May that is shaping up to be pretty damn epic, and should be freaking amazing:

  • Chemical Brothers on the Thursday evening.

  • FAITHLESS!!! on the Friday (get a ticket at StarGreen, on sale today).

  • The Champions League final in Madrid, if Arsenal get that far, on the Saturday. Else the football league playoff final at Wembley instead.

  • A lunchtime drinking session at The Church with loads of mates on Sunday.

  • And rounded off with the Premier League Darts final at the Dome on Sunday evening.

It’s a good job I’m taking the Monday off work!

Although, having said that it’s an expensive month for me, I did just go away for three days in Edinburgh on a stag do and rack up an impressive amount of spending.

And 90% of that spending was on booze and food, so I don’t even have anything to show for it other than a two-day hangover and exhaustion. Cheers!

I was out at a Japanese restaurant for lunch today, with copious amounts of sake to wash it down, and all I could do was think of that incredibly pad pun from the first Austin Powers film as he attempts to seduce Alotta Fagina: “Sake it to me baby.”

This is how my mind works.

If last night and this morning are anything to go by, then gin and tonics are the way forward for a hangover-free start to the day.

Or, you know, just not drinking. But that’s far too boring!

pterodactyls asked: What's the best beer you've had lately? The worst? The most mediocre?

Hmm, I’ve mostly been drinking the bog-standard beers recently, round at mates’ houses and whatnot. They pretty much all qualify as mediocre, I guess. Easy to drink a lot of, let’s put it that way, but not the most thrilling liquids to ever pass over my tongue.

I reckon the most interesting one in the last few months was Negra Modelo, which I think is a Mexican beer. It’s really dark, with a malty, heavy taste, and nothing like the Coronas and Sols of that region. It’s got that burnt, charcoal taste that I would usually associate with a good stout, but it’s not at all creamy. A really solid beer, but I wouldn’t do a complete session on it.

The worst? I’m getting thoroughly bored of the beer I usually drink at my office’s standard lunchtime pub: London Pride. It’s an ale, which I quite enjoy because it’s not gassy, but it’s dull and not particularly flavoursome. I might have to switch to Guinness from now on…

My all-time favourite beers include Tusker (from Kenya), most German Hefeweizens, Duvel (from Belgium), and a really good British ale called Old Speckled Hen. Oh, and I tried Blue Moon for the first time whilst in the States last year, and loved that.

Ask me anything.

2nd gym session of the year, a solid 1hr40 of killing myself. Yay me!

I knew it was worth only having a coke in the pub at lunchtime…

A gym session is fucking hard work when you’ve not been for nearly a month.

But at least I went! I was going to go yesterday, but apathy and laziness took hold of me instead. And then four beers in the pub after work also took hold of me, dammit.

I’m determined to lose the gut which has developed in the last few months, and handily the girlfriend is going on some kind of gradual detox diet so I won’t be able to eat unhealthily at home either. I have no problem in giving up certain foods that I eat too much of (bread, cream, chocolate), but it’s going to be a wrench having to avoid cheese…

Now, all I’ve got to do is replace beer with G&Ts, and I’m sorted. I’m not going to kid myself and say that I won’t drink, but at least I can cut down on the calorie content of my alcohol.

Awesomely-named wine shop on High Holborn.

Awesomely-named wine shop on High Holborn.

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