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OLDBOY and Beer. A winning combo!
Oct. 2nd, 2008 12:12 pmHey film fans, what's your favorite single long shot from a movie?
Mine has to be this:
In other news, it seems I've somehow lost about fifteen pounds. As I have a totally skewed body image, I hadn't noticed. But yeah, I'm back down to 160, which is ten pounds more than what I was in the months after the Tammy Meltdown.* My doctor looked alarmed and a couple friends think I'm starting to verge on looking sickly again (although Mom thinks that they're just shocked to actually see me skinny). I've just been parsing out my meals to smaller increments over every couple hours, making one of those meals a smoothie, things like that. Also, my decreased diet post-nose-surgery helped.
Regardless, my new physique shall likely be shot to shit. For you see, I have discovered that a beer and wine store in Potomac stocks Schneider Aventinus:
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lonebear introduced me to this German wheat doppelbock at the International House of Beer (aka Regional Food and Drink), describing it as a "chewy beer." Ohhhhhh my god, it's magnificent. Perhaps the best beer I've ever had, although it's so different from any of the ales and lagers I usually have that it probably shouldn't qualify. Even the snobs at Beer Advocate adore it, and nine bottles are mine, all mine!
At what's probably 400 calories a bottle, or something ridiculous (he said "chewy" and he means "chewy"), it's probably a matter of time before y'all get your chubby Heffie back. If it happens, I will be sad, but I will have no regrets. Save only that I regret not having any more of this beer.
*the fact that there are those of you who don't know what that means just indicates how far I've come.
By the way, going to Tammy's wedding? As predictably a bad idea as going to Misty's wedding should have been, but wasn't because that one ended up being miserable for whole other reasons.
Mine has to be this:
In other news, it seems I've somehow lost about fifteen pounds. As I have a totally skewed body image, I hadn't noticed. But yeah, I'm back down to 160, which is ten pounds more than what I was in the months after the Tammy Meltdown.* My doctor looked alarmed and a couple friends think I'm starting to verge on looking sickly again (although Mom thinks that they're just shocked to actually see me skinny). I've just been parsing out my meals to smaller increments over every couple hours, making one of those meals a smoothie, things like that. Also, my decreased diet post-nose-surgery helped.
Regardless, my new physique shall likely be shot to shit. For you see, I have discovered that a beer and wine store in Potomac stocks Schneider Aventinus:
lonebear introduced me to this German wheat doppelbock at the International House of Beer (aka Regional Food and Drink), describing it as a "chewy beer." Ohhhhhh my god, it's magnificent. Perhaps the best beer I've ever had, although it's so different from any of the ales and lagers I usually have that it probably shouldn't qualify. Even the snobs at Beer Advocate adore it, and nine bottles are mine, all mine! At what's probably 400 calories a bottle, or something ridiculous (he said "chewy" and he means "chewy"), it's probably a matter of time before y'all get your chubby Heffie back. If it happens, I will be sad, but I will have no regrets. Save only that I regret not having any more of this beer.
*the fact that there are those of you who don't know what that means just indicates how far I've come.
By the way, going to Tammy's wedding? As predictably a bad idea as going to Misty's wedding should have been, but wasn't because that one ended up being miserable for whole other reasons.
