Even though my legs are quite sore today and Mondays are scheduled to be a day of rest after the exhausting Sunday runs, I nonetheless got my exercise by walking down to the Quay and back (to the liquor store). It's a good workout! I'd say a 35 minute minimum round trip, with the second leg being an absolute grind up the hill.
Anyways, I highly recommend the Argentinian Cabernet Malbec by Trivento. Fantastic. So bloody good. And cheap, which is a bonus as I seem to not really be working at all these daze...
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I was just reading about Malbec today. Apparantly it's good with meaty dishes; it's a bold wine. Hmmm. I wasn't going to buy any wine today but I might just go out and treat myself to a good bottle, as opposed the the 5 buck crap I've been quaffing lately.
p.s The Mole, my ex, the Italian wanchor, has been snooping around my blog lately. I did a really funny post about him but decided not to publish it because I thought folks might think I was pining for him.[Stick fingers down throat] But it is funny. I might just send it to you in an email. Tee hee.
I like my men like I like my wine: cheap. Wait, no, I meant bold. Frick.
'S all good. ;)
I went and bought a Malbec,too. $10, which is average in Japan. I've been drinking $5 wine for months though, so this was kind of a treat. Not bad.
Arg. Santa Anna.
My $5 wine was $7 at the store I just went to so I have been getting a bargain. Also my usual store didn't mind when I dropped a bottle in June. He he he he.
I might as well tell you how I like my men.
Tall, lean, fit; inside and out. Not afraid of colonic irrigation. Great smile. Incredible sense of humor.Tantr....won't go there....
Sigh. I miss my darling so much.
;)
By the way, it's OK to be taking days off work. I took 2 weeks when my grampy died. My school was shocked. They don't take days off for stuff like that. Very stiff upper lip here. Sad really.
But I was like, 'See ya. I've prepped some handouts for the classes, made the tests that are next week, and well, I'm going back to the UK.'
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