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2008-05-18 > 9:29 p.m.

You're my besh friend.

1. I make rather a happy drunk, as it turns out. Additionally beneficial is the fact that two glasses of wine sees me confident and merry, and I don't actually like getting drunk at all. So for the price of a glass or two of wine, you get me in a good mood, without the vomiting and blackouts. I'll encourage you to do anything when I'm happy. I'll tell you you're attractive and you've got the whole world going for you.

2. I'm having a certain degree of difficulty now that I've seen yet another episode of Hornblower, starring Ioan Gruffudd (Yo-an Griffith, in case that was looking intimidating to pronounce). Yesterday's entry had me ogling Jamie Oliver (that image was certainly pleasing to the eye, whether you're a chicken lover or not). However, Horatio Hornblower is quite a likeable sort of character, and Ioan Gruffudd is a native Welsh speaker - and I do like a man who can speak another language. I've been trying to learn German, but suddenly I want to learn Welsh and I simply can't understand why. Part of that blame goes to Peter Jackson for making Elvish sound so damn romantic (oh as if it isn't based on Celtic, Tolkien. Prove to me that it isn't).

3. Wine makes chocolate taste even better. And it also makes wine taste better. Not long ago I was at a family do, and someone claimed that a particular kind of wine tastes like vinegar. My uncle quipped, "only the first half of the bottle". I think he was right.



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