Hi Crasstalkers!
1:33pm EST It’s ihatediamonds and I have a confession. Since 12/25/10 I have had exactly two glasses of champagne.
I know what you are thinking, I’m not about to reveal that I’m an alcoholic. I’ve just been training really hard in the gym and booze and 1000 calorie-burning workouts don’t really mix.
But today, all bets are off! I’m at the Extreme Beer Fest in Boston with a few of my nearest and dearest.
For your reading pleasure, I’m going to live blog this little adventure.
1:48 the only other black girl here and I just shared a knowing, hazy glance
1:41 beginning to sober up waiting in line. But there is carrot cake beer on the other end. I will not be deterred!
1:50 I’ve already fucked up my time line. Awesome. Also thank god for iPhone auto capitalization.
2:02 breaking the seal.
2:15 I love girl beers. Hatas to the left. There are a lot of bearded
dudes basically mainling Sierra Nevadas jelly bean beer. So
stout/porter snobs can fuck a duck.
2:25 just played a game of find the nipple with friends P and E while
in line. Classy
2:39 extreme beer Fest major pro amazing ladies room
3:06 so erd up a bit with header jalrpeno pretzel. Perfect drunk
food.
3:24 sigted pregnant person drinking, disturbed
3:28 drank gloden delicious. Pretty sure named for me
3:48 lost feinds in crowd. Drunk why are people wearing top hats?
4:15 favorite beer of the day Sam Adams Chocolate Cherry Bock
4:22 friend P, single male it’s slim pickings all round
4:34 Short break blogging will resume at Harpoon Brewey at 6pm
6:23 Tasty Burger in Fenway. It’s not In & Out and Burgerville but
om nom nom
9:01 at harpoon Brewey! Raspberry beer is pleasure. Trying to
upload photos. Failing.
9:43 drinking since 1pm solid 8 hour day of beer drinking. I’m ether
beyond drubbj of fucksing wasted.
10:40 waiting for the D line at park st. My feet are weeping. Soundtrack: Bishop Allen. Thanks for following today.
12:04am I would give someone the blow job of their lives for a foot rub… if I didn’t end up passed out on their crotch from exhaustion. Waking up with balls imprinted on your face can’t be a good look.
Sidenote: (oh god…I’m a little drunk already) this place is full of penises. Lala I’m going in for the kill… Maybe.
