It’s barely even spring and the weather is warming up already. Way to get ahead of yourself, seasons.
Fill up your ice trays, put the soda water and lime juice in the fridge, and the vodka in the freezer- assuming you have a standard domestic freezer set somewhere in the vicinity of -23°C to -18°C (the freezing point of 80 proof vodka being around -27°C), the trick is getting each liquid as cold as possible without actually freezing- excluding the ice cubes of course (fully frozen beverages would just be a pain to get out of their respective bottles).
What you want is a combination of vodka and ice cold enough to freeze the cordial and soda into a slushie-like consistency.
Dance it up with flavoured vodka or gin or whatever, maybe throw in some crushed mint or fruit, I don’t own you. Just remember to ask your parents first if you’re under the legal drinking age.
Want another fun summertime activity?
This might be a useful item for some people:
Filter bags for tea.
It is an empty teabag!
You can get them from Daiso stores (other dollar stores, or… non-dollar stores… might have them too, but I haven’t looked that closely).
We are yet again drifting awfully close to what the townsfolk in Animal Crossing refer to as “Present Day”.
Hopefully this year won’t find me feeling off all day or vomiting all night. Summer is fun, right? Tech Support was up watching movies while I was vomiting, he came down stairs briefly, not to check that I was okay or anything, just to point out that I, apparently, looked “like Edward Cullen.” Which I guess means pale, shiny, and desperately attractive to teenage girls?
Then again, aren’t I always?
But I digress.
Okay, so, I mentioned that the iron had busted- which meant I was pretty useless since ironing things is a fundamental part of whatever it is that I do.
Well, I’ve since nabbed a replacement for $10 down at the local supermarket. It’s kind of a stand-in until I get my shit together enough to organise something better- and it’s horrible. It’s really light and feels like it’s going to crumble in my vice-lice grip (which, for the record, is not actually vice-like at all). The cable is too short, the supposedly non-stick plate grips most fabrics something fierce, thus causing more creasing than it presses- seriously guy, you have one job!
It also smells funny.
But… at least I calmed down long enough between iron-based rage to sort out the housework that’d been steadily piling up. Isn’t housework the worst? If you’re doing it right then nobody notices, so nobody mentions it. But if you don’t have time and miss one thing? Shit son, everybody feels a need to point out what a mess you are.
Costumes may or may not be a thing that start happening again depending how I go with this shitty iron.
Didn’t go to Armageddon on the weekend partly due to not finishing the intended costumes (broken iron, yo) and partly due to family stuff. But mostly costumes, facts are facts and we all know I’d ditch most of the people close to me in a second if it meant flouncing about dressed as fictional characters.
This is probably why I don’t have friends.
But let’s talk about something more interesting, hey?!
Hey, so, uh… Not really sure how to start this one…?
Did you know I can’t ingest caffeine? I mean, I can (obviously, I could ingest a lot of things if I wanted to) but the results of doing so are less than enjoyable and could potentially prove lethal, so it’s in my best interest not to do so.
The fun part is working out exactly how much of that is an exaggeration.
The first actual story page of
Separation Anxiety went up yesterday! Next week there might even be dialogue! I feel inclined to celebrate despite the lack of perceived excitement.
That must mean it’s time for some Cooking With Mai™!
Mai is a terrible cook.