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Seven Deadly Sins Meme - Day 6
Feb. 8th, 2011 09:13 amOh, that's right, boys and girls! It's that time again!
Baby it's COOOOOLD outside! So what better way to warm up than with some rampant gluttony? My secret indulgences? What do I revel in? Did I spend too much money on something just because I fucking WANTED it? So...
DAY 6: Gluttony!
1. Bourbon. Really goddamned expensive bourbon. I'm starting to appreciate other top-shelf liquors, too. Other whiskeys. Tequilas. One of my friends introduced me to a vodka last month that made me fucking swoon. I also like nice wine, and really good beer. But give me my fucking bourbon, and life is good.
2. Shoes. Not like women's shoes, but I've discovered the world of funky, weird, and even PLAID shoes. I don't need as many as I have... but I love them anyway.
3. Fancy, self-pampering stuff. I know that sounds kinda broad-sweeping, but that's because it is. Just general indulgence because sometimes, I can. Sure, I can rough it. I did it for years. And yes, I still rough it plenty because I don't like being broke, and I don't believe in credit cards. But now that I can afford a nice hotel room, a fancy meal, and a bit of creature comfort without selling my soul tothe devil Mastercard? Dude, there is nothing quite as deliciously self-indulgent as getting a top-notch hotel room with a super-plush, real-down-comforter swathed, pillow-overloaded, king-sized bed. And then jumping on it.
4. Leather. Real leather. PETA, you can suck my balls. I like leather. And you can read that however you want it. (Oh, and PETA, while I'm at it, you should know that I love a nice, thick, bleeding-rare steak, marinated and grill-seared. Mmmm... meat.)
5. Tea. No, not that Lipton crap. I mean tea that costs $100/pound. Jade oolong, silver needle, 2nd-flush Darjeeling, jasmine pearl, and some of the finest Earl Grey you can imagine. Perfectly brewed and sweetened with fancy-ass varietal honey. And while I'm at it, I like fancy-ass coffee, too. Single-source, Arabica, shade-grown, freshly-roasted, freshly-ground, French-pressed, and served with real cream and just a touch of raw sugar.
6. Sleeping in. Waking up slowly. Luxuriating in blankets. The sweet siren song of memory foam.
7. Fancy food. Cheese, sushi, imported olives, prosciutto, rare mushrooms, lobster, scallops, and stuff that comes on silver platters with heart-stopping price tags. Obviously, I don't eat that stuff all the time. In fact, I know how to cook healthy, tasty food on the cheap like nobody's business. But... yeah, I love the fancy stuff.
Baby it's COOOOOLD outside! So what better way to warm up than with some rampant gluttony? My secret indulgences? What do I revel in? Did I spend too much money on something just because I fucking WANTED it? So...
DAY 6: Gluttony!
1. Bourbon. Really goddamned expensive bourbon. I'm starting to appreciate other top-shelf liquors, too. Other whiskeys. Tequilas. One of my friends introduced me to a vodka last month that made me fucking swoon. I also like nice wine, and really good beer. But give me my fucking bourbon, and life is good.
2. Shoes. Not like women's shoes, but I've discovered the world of funky, weird, and even PLAID shoes. I don't need as many as I have... but I love them anyway.
3. Fancy, self-pampering stuff. I know that sounds kinda broad-sweeping, but that's because it is. Just general indulgence because sometimes, I can. Sure, I can rough it. I did it for years. And yes, I still rough it plenty because I don't like being broke, and I don't believe in credit cards. But now that I can afford a nice hotel room, a fancy meal, and a bit of creature comfort without selling my soul to
4. Leather. Real leather. PETA, you can suck my balls. I like leather. And you can read that however you want it. (Oh, and PETA, while I'm at it, you should know that I love a nice, thick, bleeding-rare steak, marinated and grill-seared. Mmmm... meat.)
5. Tea. No, not that Lipton crap. I mean tea that costs $100/pound. Jade oolong, silver needle, 2nd-flush Darjeeling, jasmine pearl, and some of the finest Earl Grey you can imagine. Perfectly brewed and sweetened with fancy-ass varietal honey. And while I'm at it, I like fancy-ass coffee, too. Single-source, Arabica, shade-grown, freshly-roasted, freshly-ground, French-pressed, and served with real cream and just a touch of raw sugar.
6. Sleeping in. Waking up slowly. Luxuriating in blankets. The sweet siren song of memory foam.
7. Fancy food. Cheese, sushi, imported olives, prosciutto, rare mushrooms, lobster, scallops, and stuff that comes on silver platters with heart-stopping price tags. Obviously, I don't eat that stuff all the time. In fact, I know how to cook healthy, tasty food on the cheap like nobody's business. But... yeah, I love the fancy stuff.
