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CB's Question of the Day
You have been diagnosed with a fatal case of Teh Cooties and given one year to live. How do you spend that last year? What do you do? WHO do you do?
2005-10-13
Entry tags:
CB's Question of the Day
You have been diagnosed with a fatal case of Teh Cooties and given one year to live. How do you spend that last year? What do you do? WHO do you do?
News of the hiring kind
Mrs. CB was just hired to teach a class next semester at Capital University. They also offered her a class next Fall. I may be able to blow up off teh HellLab sooner than I had hoped :)
News of the hiring kind
Mrs. CB was just hired to teach a class next semester at Capital University. They also offered her a class next Fall. I may be able to blow up off teh HellLab sooner than I had hoped :)
As NCAAW BBall gets closer
...I think it's time Penn State Fired Anti-Gay Rene Portland already. And we're looking at you too, JoePa!
As NCAAW BBall gets closer
...I think it's time Penn State Fired Anti-Gay Rene Portland already. And we're looking at you too, JoePa!
Cherry Bomb, Yes. Mint Bomb, Fuck NO!!
So out for pizza and drinks with ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
artskat tonight. Now, Arty drinks beer, which is fine. I can't drink beer. It makes me super congested and way too snotty for public appearances. If I was in a nice restaurant, I would drink wine, no ifs, ands, or buts, but Teh Bar is not known for it's wine list.
Lately, I have been experimenting with Red Bull drinks. I mean, if Britney Spears drinks RB and vodka it's gotta be okay, right? Usually I go for Absolute, but tonight I asked for Stoli. I get my drink, take a sip and FUCK! It has a mint aftertaste. I tell Arty how nasty it is and then encourage her to try it because that is the kind of generous person I am. She agrees that there is a mint aftertaste and believe you me, mint and RB do NOT mix. I take it up to the bar, explain that it tastes like ass and ask for another only to have the bartender swear that all she put in it was Stoli. I really hate it when people think you are fucking nuts (happens ALL the time ;)and don't believe you when you say something tastes wrong. I left the drink with her, put my bitch face on and went back to our table, silently threatening to burn the place down (I don't even have a lighter, really), when she yells across the bar, "Hey, you're right, it does taste like mint."
Validated in my vodka connoisseurship, I was given a fresh drink with my beloved Absolute. Upon further investigation, it was determined that the bottle of Stoli was contaminated with a Rumplemintz spout. Damn drunken lesbian barmaids.
I tried to get a JaegerBomb, but they were out of Jaegermeister, so I had a Cherry Bomb instead. Very nice, but a little too sweet for me. Mrs. CB would love it. I didn't actually get intoxicated tonight which is nice as I have an important decision to make tomorrow and I will need my wits about me.
Arty and I brainstormed away on a few upcoming projects and did NOT get strange looks from the bar crowd or the staff. We are becoming regulars again :)Teh Bar has the BESTEST pizza in Columbus and even though CB Jr. is causing some abdominal distress, I did manage to put more than a few slices away.
Probably should consider going to bed now...gotta 4-day weekend and a ton of research to do.
artskat tonight. Now, Arty drinks beer, which is fine. I can't drink beer. It makes me super congested and way too snotty for public appearances. If I was in a nice restaurant, I would drink wine, no ifs, ands, or buts, but Teh Bar is not known for it's wine list. Lately, I have been experimenting with Red Bull drinks. I mean, if Britney Spears drinks RB and vodka it's gotta be okay, right? Usually I go for Absolute, but tonight I asked for Stoli. I get my drink, take a sip and FUCK! It has a mint aftertaste. I tell Arty how nasty it is and then encourage her to try it because that is the kind of generous person I am. She agrees that there is a mint aftertaste and believe you me, mint and RB do NOT mix. I take it up to the bar, explain that it tastes like ass and ask for another only to have the bartender swear that all she put in it was Stoli. I really hate it when people think you are fucking nuts (happens ALL the time ;)and don't believe you when you say something tastes wrong. I left the drink with her, put my bitch face on and went back to our table, silently threatening to burn the place down (I don't even have a lighter, really), when she yells across the bar, "Hey, you're right, it does taste like mint."
Validated in my vodka connoisseurship, I was given a fresh drink with my beloved Absolute. Upon further investigation, it was determined that the bottle of Stoli was contaminated with a Rumplemintz spout. Damn drunken lesbian barmaids.
I tried to get a JaegerBomb, but they were out of Jaegermeister, so I had a Cherry Bomb instead. Very nice, but a little too sweet for me. Mrs. CB would love it. I didn't actually get intoxicated tonight which is nice as I have an important decision to make tomorrow and I will need my wits about me.
Arty and I brainstormed away on a few upcoming projects and did NOT get strange looks from the bar crowd or the staff. We are becoming regulars again :)Teh Bar has the BESTEST pizza in Columbus and even though CB Jr. is causing some abdominal distress, I did manage to put more than a few slices away.
Probably should consider going to bed now...gotta 4-day weekend and a ton of research to do.
Cherry Bomb, Yes. Mint Bomb, Fuck NO!!
So out for pizza and drinks with artskat tonight. Now, Arty drinks beer, which is fine. I can't drink beer. It makes me super congested and way too snotty for public appearances. If I was in a nice restaurant, I would drink wine, no ifs, ands, or buts, but Teh Bar is not known for it's wine list.
Lately, I have been experimenting with Red Bull drinks. I mean, if Britney Spears drinks RB and vodka it's gotta be okay, right? Usually I go for Absolute, but tonight I asked for Stoli. I get my drink, take a sip and FUCK! It has a mint aftertaste. I tell Arty how nasty it is and then encourage her to try it because that is the kind of generous person I am. She agrees that there is a mint aftertaste and believe you me, mint and RB do NOT mix. I take it up to the bar, explain that it tastes like ass and ask for another only to have the bartender swear that all she put in it was Stoli. I really hate it when people think you are fucking nuts (happens ALL the time ;)and don't believe you when you say something tastes wrong. I left the drink with her, put my bitch face on and went back to our table, silently threatening to burn the place down (I don't even have a lighter, really), when she yells across the bar, "Hey, you're right, it does taste like mint."
Validated in my vodka connoisseurship, I was given a fresh drink with my beloved Absolute. Upon further investigation, it was determined that the bottle of Stoli was contaminated with a Rumplemintz spout. Damn drunken lesbian barmaids.
I tried to get a JaegerBomb, but they were out of Jaegermeister, so I had a Cherry Bomb instead. Very nice, but a little too sweet for me. Mrs. CB would love it. I didn't actually get intoxicated tonight which is nice as I have an important decision to make tomorrow and I will need my wits about me.
Arty and I brainstormed away on a few upcoming projects and did NOT get strange looks from the bar crowd or the staff. We are becoming regulars again :)Teh Bar has the BESTEST pizza in Columbus and even though CB Jr. is causing some abdominal distress, I did manage to put more than a few slices away.
Probably should consider going to bed now...gotta 4-day weekend and a ton of research to do.
artskat tonight. Now, Arty drinks beer, which is fine. I can't drink beer. It makes me super congested and way too snotty for public appearances. If I was in a nice restaurant, I would drink wine, no ifs, ands, or buts, but Teh Bar is not known for it's wine list. Lately, I have been experimenting with Red Bull drinks. I mean, if Britney Spears drinks RB and vodka it's gotta be okay, right? Usually I go for Absolute, but tonight I asked for Stoli. I get my drink, take a sip and FUCK! It has a mint aftertaste. I tell Arty how nasty it is and then encourage her to try it because that is the kind of generous person I am. She agrees that there is a mint aftertaste and believe you me, mint and RB do NOT mix. I take it up to the bar, explain that it tastes like ass and ask for another only to have the bartender swear that all she put in it was Stoli. I really hate it when people think you are fucking nuts (happens ALL the time ;)and don't believe you when you say something tastes wrong. I left the drink with her, put my bitch face on and went back to our table, silently threatening to burn the place down (I don't even have a lighter, really), when she yells across the bar, "Hey, you're right, it does taste like mint."
Validated in my vodka connoisseurship, I was given a fresh drink with my beloved Absolute. Upon further investigation, it was determined that the bottle of Stoli was contaminated with a Rumplemintz spout. Damn drunken lesbian barmaids.
I tried to get a JaegerBomb, but they were out of Jaegermeister, so I had a Cherry Bomb instead. Very nice, but a little too sweet for me. Mrs. CB would love it. I didn't actually get intoxicated tonight which is nice as I have an important decision to make tomorrow and I will need my wits about me.
Arty and I brainstormed away on a few upcoming projects and did NOT get strange looks from the bar crowd or the staff. We are becoming regulars again :)Teh Bar has the BESTEST pizza in Columbus and even though CB Jr. is causing some abdominal distress, I did manage to put more than a few slices away.
Probably should consider going to bed now...gotta 4-day weekend and a ton of research to do.