This ain't a love song
Tue, Feb. 14th, 2006 18:08![[personal profile]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
gominokouhaiI've just (at 6pm) popped in to the cut-price grocers near work for cigarettes. There was a line to the back of the shop full of men with last-minute flowers. All of them were joking between themselves about how to explain why they didn't have a card.
Holy wow, I felt smug.
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As you may have noticed, I tend not to celebrate holidays because I'm told to do so. I buy people presents when I see or think of something someone would like:![[livejournal.com profile]](http://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
anjylle recently referred to this as ``spontaneity'', which is a good way to describe it. stormsearch tends to agree with my stance, or claims to.
Hence, I was terribly conflicted today when passing Demijohn on Victoria Street. The shop sells fancy Italian-glass bottles which you can then request filled with various delicious liquids. They serve at least two fabulous forms of booze that I know Jehane likes: a local raspberry vodka and Jago's vodka cream liqueur. I was walking past the window when I saw a set of two fancy bottles that fitted into each other in a kind of yin-yang shape[0], which was when it occurred to me that raspberries and cream were a pretty fantastic idea[1].
Hence I was terribly conflicted. If I buy presents today, despite the rule being that you-think-of-it-you-buy-it, am I setting a dangerous precedent?
I went into the shop and it turned out that somebody had beaten me to it anyway. Jago's are already doing a strawberry vodka cream liqueur, which I tasted later and it is glorious, but my idea is still better.
I ended up buying the raspberry-and-cream vodka combination, despite my misgivings, and then was late for work.
(Admittedly I was only late because Jehane insisted on buying me a reciprocal present, and ended up spending more than I had, but now I have some pepper vodka to sample when I get home.)
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Today I had an appointment with the shrink, so I had to talk about feelings all morning anyway.
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The chap in Demijohn clearly started the business because of an abiding obsession with liqueur making. We had a long and enthusiastic conversation about my coffee and chocolate vodkas[2]. He told me to give him a call if I ever started commercial production. I hadn't the heart to ask him where to begin.
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It's the 14th today. Happy 17th anniversary of the declaration of fatwa on Salman Rushdie, and happy 22nd anniversary of Torvill and Dean's gold medal win. If you must do something romantic today, go and listen to Bolero, which, as we all know, is all about sex.
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[0] Amongst all the tedious heart-shaped bottles they've suddenly started selling. Is it February already?
[1] Especially with integral booze.
[2] This was the other reason I was late for work.[3]
[3] That is to say, the conversation was the reason I was late for work. The coffee and chocolate vodkas were not the reason I was late for work.[4]
[4] Not today, anyway.
Holy wow, I felt smug.
~
As you may have noticed, I tend not to celebrate holidays because I'm told to do so. I buy people presents when I see or think of something someone would like:
anjylle recently referred to this as ``spontaneity'', which is a good way to describe it. stormsearch tends to agree with my stance, or claims to.Hence, I was terribly conflicted today when passing Demijohn on Victoria Street. The shop sells fancy Italian-glass bottles which you can then request filled with various delicious liquids. They serve at least two fabulous forms of booze that I know Jehane likes: a local raspberry vodka and Jago's vodka cream liqueur. I was walking past the window when I saw a set of two fancy bottles that fitted into each other in a kind of yin-yang shape[0], which was when it occurred to me that raspberries and cream were a pretty fantastic idea[1].
Hence I was terribly conflicted. If I buy presents today, despite the rule being that you-think-of-it-you-buy-it, am I setting a dangerous precedent?
I went into the shop and it turned out that somebody had beaten me to it anyway. Jago's are already doing a strawberry vodka cream liqueur, which I tasted later and it is glorious, but my idea is still better.
I ended up buying the raspberry-and-cream vodka combination, despite my misgivings, and then was late for work.
(Admittedly I was only late because Jehane insisted on buying me a reciprocal present, and ended up spending more than I had, but now I have some pepper vodka to sample when I get home.)
~
Today I had an appointment with the shrink, so I had to talk about feelings all morning anyway.
~
The chap in Demijohn clearly started the business because of an abiding obsession with liqueur making. We had a long and enthusiastic conversation about my coffee and chocolate vodkas[2]. He told me to give him a call if I ever started commercial production. I hadn't the heart to ask him where to begin.
~
It's the 14th today. Happy 17th anniversary of the declaration of fatwa on Salman Rushdie, and happy 22nd anniversary of Torvill and Dean's gold medal win. If you must do something romantic today, go and listen to Bolero, which, as we all know, is all about sex.
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[0] Amongst all the tedious heart-shaped bottles they've suddenly started selling. Is it February already?
[1] Especially with integral booze.
[2] This was the other reason I was late for work.[3]
[3] That is to say, the conversation was the reason I was late for work. The coffee and chocolate vodkas were not the reason I was late for work.[4]
[4] Not today, anyway.