Is measured by the milliliter.
This is good shit, for many reasons:
-It tastes really, really good.
-It’s 7.5% alkeeehall.
-There are 7 hundred and 50 little liters of goodness in that bottle.
-It foams prodigiously, and in a delayed fashion, making it easy and fun to repeatedly overfill your pilsner glass.
-It tastes really, really good.

I’m also eating some nachos, chips with cheese, refried black beans, sauteed ground bison, and homemade salsa. I took a picture of that but the macro malfunctioned, blurred, and the whole picture looks like a platefull of barf, which grossly misrepresents my mood and the goodness of my snack, so I’m not posting that.

All of this is in celebration of today. I met with some people from a project group. We got shit done, I went for a walk, wrote some shit, sent it to a person, and didn’t know if it was any good. We later met and edited the shit that I wrote, and I realized that the ~1000 words I wrote in that 90 minutes was actually really good, and quite eloquent, too. Faith was restored. I retreated to another coffee shop, and finished the draft of one of my final papers. Horraayy.

The draft needs massive amounts of work, will likely end up doubling in size as I flesh out ideas, and won’t be ready for publication until next year. And yet, the ideals and their progression are all there, on the screen, and that is the biggest hurdle. I can print it out, tear it up, and make notes to my hearts content, and that is just more fun and less stress. Ahhhhh.

Pretty drunk now. Off to facebook to bug people, then a bike ride in the morning. Been a long time since I rode some singletrack.

YO!