Bourbon is great, but right now I made a happy compromise with myself and, instead of spending all the cash money for bills I have from my housemates, I spent only a little of it. Just $10, and in fact that brings the total down to a nice multiple of 40. And I like the number 4!
So anyway, I have myself a 1.25l bottle of Little Fat Lamb hard apple cider. It would appear they've changed their packaging again. It's certainly better than the ghastly label they changed to previously, but I still prefer the first one, which was a cute, morbidly obese cartoon lamb sitting on a wooden fence with its back to the viewer.
This one's just a simple logo in bold cursive with an etching of a sheep on top. Old fashioned and nice enough, I suppose.
The drink itself mainly just brings back memories. I mean, it tastes nice by cider standards, but mostly it's good for reminiscing with myself about the good ol' days when the stuff was always stocked for dirt cheap in a weird grocery disposals store near my house, and all my (previous) housemates and I would take turns buying a bunch of bottles for the household.
Anyway, enough talky, time for drinky.
Also I pilfered some snacks from the kitchen. Hooray for me. Oh and the clerk at the bottleshop (not the one right across the street, that was closed) complimented my hair, comparing it to Dimebag's, so that's pretty cool I guess? The whole town was acting weird, the "street festival" is apparently on and there were a bunch of people around for that. Yikes.