Tag: drink

How I Met My Father (and Nothing Happened)

My yesterday’s post concerning my anticipation anxiety (a fancy term for being preventively scared) about my father’s visit rose some questions. Such as, have I never met my father before? What’s wrong with my father? What’s wrong with me? What the fuck is it even all about? Let’s start chronologically. I grew up with both

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Finding Everyday Inspiration: If We Were Having Slivovitz

Part of WordPress’s writing course Finding Everyday Inspiration. It’s challenging to take part in a challenge when you’ve already taken your challenged part in every challenge. In other words, I’ve already been challenged to everything. In other other words, I’ve already written about everything. This includes today’s stale prompt, which is, If we were having coffee. To

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What I Hated the Least Today 220/365: Not-Date

I’ve been to a not-date with a fellow patient from the psychiatric ward. (An intriguing premise, right?) His diagnoses include but are not limited to depression, alcoholism and asocial tendencies. (Getting interesting, huh?) I share the same diagnoses, minus alcoholism, plus anxiety. (Gotta have something extra, you know.) Nothing of note happened. (Anticlimactic, I know.) On

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What I Hated the Least Today 216/365: Brave

This is going to be another mental post. Sorry about that. It’s not every day that you’re freshly released from the madhouse though, so I’m naturally full of it. I normally focus on what I failed to do rather than on what I managed to do. Because logic. When I did it, it requires no

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What I Hated the Least Today 211/365: Hello World

Hello guys and thanks everyone for your concerned messages regarding my cowardly disappearance from the blog! Now it’s when I assure you that I’m fine, right? Well, I’m not exactly fine, but I’m not keen on elaborating too much. I’m a firm believer in it being a common decency to shut up and deal with

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What I Hated the Least Today 148/365: Eating Out

I never eat out—except when I do, of course. I did so when I had two hours to pass away before my return bus’s departure when I finished teaching/examining. I could have taken the more expensive, less comfortable and Wi-Fi-less train, but I’m loyal to my preferred bus service (less expensive, more comfortable and Wi-Fi-equipped).

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What I Hated the Least Today 146/365: Nostalgic Nonsense

It’s my last week on teaching duty and I’m getting somewhat nostalgic about it. Not about the teaching, which I find a thoroughly depressing experience, but about my commute ritual. I hope the people I’ve been commuting with will miss me as much as I’ll miss them. Poor stewardess Patricia, who serves my regular bus line,

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What I Hated the Least Today 126/365: Scotch and Pizza

It was Friday night and I got depressed—as do all people who don’t know what to do with themselves when they don’t have anything urgent to do at the moment. My solution to depression was classically self-destructive: I ordered pizza, poured Scotch and watched Game of Thrones. I found all of these but the Scotch

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What I Hated the Least Today 119/365: An Encounter

It’s the time of the year when secondary school students are getting ready for their school leaving exams. The preparations involve them putting on madcap costumes, walking in gangs around the town and pestering passers-by for contributions. It’s something like a teenage version of Trick and Treat, except trick is not an option. The contributions are collected in

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