moonrabbit

Surprisingly a lot has happened in the last week. Enough to post about.
So we're planning another trip to the Adirondacks. We're going to spend the first night in a cabin, then hike out the next day. I think I'll be in for that, then go again when my sissy gets back.

Still no luck with the ladies. Army chick seems kind of snooty and uninterested a lot of the time. But I'm still working on her.
A co-worker's girlfriend's twin sister is a good possibility, sep' that we can never get her out to meet me.
Co-worker, the only boy with hair that could ever have rivaled mine in length(but from what I hear not in health and beauty.) seems to have made it his mission ever since he mentioned that his girlfriend's sister was skinning a bear that night, and I made the comment 'That's kind of hot.'
There was a chance I was going to get to meet her in sort of a blind date kind of thing at the Nikon Christmas party last night. I was pretty down for the first half of the night when I heard she wasn't even going to try and make it.
I started to loosen up and ended up having a lot of fun, but my stupid room mate managed to fuck up another night out for me.
He doesn't like to go out and dance, or be mobile at all, but he gets jealous when his girlfriend get out there and has fun without him. Then ends up making her feel guilty, then I have to hear about it for the rest of the night, the fun's been sucked out of the evening by the time we get home at 11:30 so there's nothing left to do but go to sleep. Or try while i hear them bickering about it for hours then eventually have to listen to their make up sex. Meanwhile I don't get a happy ending to my night. It's long ruined.
I'm never going out anywhere with them again. It's too fucking tedious. He's living proof that girls like to be treated like shit because he always gets them, one after another.
Even when he doesn't go out with us he can ruin it. Like when I went out on a date, then she and I met up with the rest of room mate's girlfriend's friends at a restaurant. Me and room mate's girlfriend get home later that night, he's drunk and whining.
I let him have it then, he felt bad about that, and I'm not going to let him forget it after these last two times we've gone out and he's had to be a whiny ball of angst.

I've been pretty pissed off all day. I hat a bit to drink last night so there's a tiny hangover, just enough to perpetuate my mood, it's really cold all of the sudden.
I went down town to pay rent, stopped in at army surplus, bought a thermal undershirt and a nice wool shirt.
I left my debit cart there, so I'm going to have to go out again on Sunday to get it. That's ok because I need to pick up a winter jacket too. Trying to decide between traditional Canadian military parka or their fancy little cold weather, vehicle operator jackets. They both cost the same price, the Canadian parkas have more pockets and may very well have edible buttons. While the other one just seems a bit more mobile and sexy. I think more insulation, though over a smaller area.
I stopped off at me mum's after. She's back in the states but her boyfriend's been helping me make mead.
We've had it in the garage the last little while trying to get the yeast to drop out. It's been pretty stubborn so we racked it again and added some clarifier and stuff to kill off the yeast, though after we sampled it, thought we could have let the yeast go a bit longer.
It's very nice. Very sweet but evident that some of the sugar's been eaten out of it. It wasn't overwhelmingly alcoholic, in fact you could hardly taste any in it. But it did seem to act as a bit of a pick me up. So I'm guessing that means it's got some buzz to it.
Barry says it's gotta be more than that of beer or else it would have been sweeter.
I'm pretty happy with the flavor. To tell you the truth, it's what I had imagined mead tasting like before I ever had it. Corvus_3's was much more dry and alcoholic. I think this is in pretty good balance. Like a sweet, but not necessarily cheap white wine.
It won't age well, but I think I'm going to give a lot of it away for Christmas presents so I doubt it'll last long.

Before Barry dropped me off at home we stopped at the liquor store. They had some of that nice German cherry beer in the corked bottles, comes wrapped in paper, so I got two.

Right now I'm a little broody. Think I'm going to yell at my house mate out a bit tonight, I know he's going to feel bad, and he should. I don't care if it was something his girlfriend did in the end. I don't want to have to deal with it when I'm trying to have fun.
I was able to focus on the fun I did have for a bit. But I'm still pissed about how it was after we got home.