A Friday Lunchtime Musing...

I am sitting here, at my desk and thought that since I don't have any of my writing materials with me, I should write anyway.

You see, I don't have a clue what this is all about. It's just, microsoft word is really fucking me off today. I want to kill myself.

Last night, I had a few pints and went to see Hip-hop legend Lord Finesse. Tonight, I am going to have a few pints and go to see contemporary folk band Bellowhead. Did someone say contrast?

The beers I had last night were:

White Horse War Horse - This was alright.
Tree Brewing Thirsty Beaver Amber Ale - This was quite lovely.
Camden Town Pale Ale - This was fucking awesome as always.
Timmermans Pumpkin Lambicus - This didn't astound nor offend me.
Redchurch Old Ford Export Stout - This was absolutely fucking delicious.
Foster's Lager - This was, well, Foster's lager.

Tonight, however, there is only one beer I really need:

Golden Triangle Black Hops - I'm not sure I've talked about this enough. It's the epitome of what a black IPA/Indian Black Ale/Cascadian Dark Ale should be. It's black and hoppy but not really roasty. It's beautiful.

I have 3.5 hours left until I can get Black Hops.

I have a Burger King Bacon Double Cheeseburger.

I need a cigarette.




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