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		<title>2008: A Year in Summary via the Medium of Food- and Drink-related Twitter updates</title>
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The only food I have consumed thus far today is cake. I think this is a good trend.02:57 PM January 10, 2008
Ah, caffeine addiction. Why did I leave you for so long?04:05 PM January 12, 2008
I pretty much can&#8217;t deal with the world sober. And I can&#8217;t keep drinking in my sleep. Therefore, I must [...]]]></description>
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<li>The only food I have consumed thus far today is cake. I think this is a good trend.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/583815032">02:57 PM January 10, 2008</a></li>
<li>Ah, caffeine addiction. Why did I leave you for so long?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/591439142">04:05 PM January 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>I pretty much can&#8217;t deal with the world sober. And I can&#8217;t keep drinking in my sleep. Therefore, I must never sleep. It&#8217;s the only solution.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/649357842">04:52 AM January 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Gross, this vinaigrette tastes wrong. Almost like soap or something. WTF?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/670498292">05:22 PM February 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>Today so far: toasted sandwich, olives, gherkins, porridge, trifle. It&#8217;s 6am. Despite this, I&#8217;m still within the parameters of my diet. Woo.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/675216532">06:11 AM February 04, 2008</a></li>
<li>Sudden, overhwleming urge for peanut butter.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/682556802">05:20 AM February 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Smoking would sate the oral fixation I feel now that I&#8217;m not eating, and give me the buzz I miss now that I&#8217;m not drinking. Good plan, yeah?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/692053662">11:12 PM February 08, 2008</a></li>
<li>Diet is going well, but need to do better at x portions of fruit/veg daily. Hence, big salad.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/697338752">10:11 PM February 10, 2008</a></li>
<li>I&#8217;m not sure whether it&#8217;s the sleep deprivation, the malnutrition, or some combination of the two, but man I&#8217;m bobbing around quite a lot.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/706473962">07:05 AM February 13, 2008</a></li>
<li>Chapped, broken lips + salt and vinegar crisps = ow ow ow.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/726052182">12:28 PM February 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>Friday night with a terminal window and a cheeky Beaujolais. If there&#8217;s more to life than this, I don&#8217;t know what it is. Oh, wait, yes I do.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/765034115">10:24 PM February 29, 2008</a></li>
<li>Saturday night with a terminal window, a robust Cabernet Sauvignon, chocolate and fags. If there&#8217;s more to life than this, I&#8230; Oh, sod it.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/765417232">07:02 PM March 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>A little worried that this pastry case is going to be too shallow.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/765471280">10:18 PM March 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>Dammit, these duck breasts have no skin on them.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/765496256">12:01 AM March 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh, the indignity of having to revise my Threshers purchase to get it under fifteen quid because that&#8217;s all the money I have.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/767641530">05:34 PM March 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Over the last 25 days, a full 13% of the calories I have consumed have arrived via alcohol. I don&#8217;t know whether this is good or bad.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/767684878">07:26 PM March 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>It&#8217;s 8pm. I appear to be roasting a chicken. It feels like 2, maybe 3am. Not really sure what&#8217;s going on.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/767704562">08:18 PM March 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>I think I would rather spend the rest of my life pissed. It&#8217;s much more fun.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/767736962">09:43 PM March 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>What am I having for lunch? I am having a nap. (Also, chocolate.)<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/768852276">12:34 PM March 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>Sudden craving for chutney.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/768937041">05:09 PM March 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>chrismear: Contains twice your RDA of stressstressstress. Also, 60% cholesterol.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/769026519">09:52 PM March 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>I just spent a good half minute trying to unscrew a bottle of wine whose cap had already been removed.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/769028178">09:58 PM March 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh my God, *that&#8217;s* the problem: I&#8217;ve only had, like, one cup of coffee in the last five days. No wonder I&#8217;m all messed up.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/769163336">05:22 AM March 10, 2008</a></li>
<li>The tap water, she tastes different today.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/769176448">06:11 AM March 10, 2008</a></li>
<li>That would be the second time in a week that I&#8217;ve fished something out of the bin and put it in my mouth. This ain&#8217;t a good trend.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/769746089">09:28 AM March 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>Two pints down on my &#8216;not drinking&#8217; night. Um.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/770558782">08:32 PM March 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>Big greasy kebab + chips = diet fail = mmm awesome. I didn&#8217;t do four years of physics and maths for nothing. Equation win.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/770658626">12:54 AM March 13, 2008</a></li>
<li>This sauce is &#8220;suitable for two people looking for a bit more excitement&#8221;. Hope it&#8217;s also for &#8220;one person looking for a bit more dinner.&#8221;<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/772425240">05:31 PM March 16, 2008</a></li>
<li>After 14 days of severe delays due to the wrong kind of chocolate and fried meats on the line, we are back aboard the diet train.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/772678340">07:01 AM March 17, 2008</a></li>
<li>Drinking to avoid having to take a rush hour tube.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/772919002">05:29 PM March 17, 2008</a></li>
<li>Mm, haven&#8217;t had whisky in so long. And if I wake up at 3am unable to sleep, then that&#8217;s an appropriate time to start drinking, isn&#8217;t it?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/773719605">04:42 AM March 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>Spending today in bed, I think.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/773759472">07:07 AM March 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>Spent several days trying to remember the word &#8216;darne&#8217; as it relates to fish. It wasn&#8217;t worth it.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/773989082">04:56 PM March 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>Propping up the bar.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774457785">02:52 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>NOW WASH YOUR HANDS.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774516350">04:50 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>Finding those places where it&#8217;s okay, nay acceptable, to be a vagrant, and exploiting them.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774527030">05:11 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>EXCELLENT.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774550608">06:01 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>It&#8217;s situations like this that make me realise I shouldn&#8217;t hang around in pubs all afternoon. Then again&#8230; pubs all afternoon, yes&#8230;<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774574364">06:54 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>Six pints down this afternoon, I infiltrated a London music store and decimated their pianos. A good day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774660888">10:27 PM March 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>That pint of ice cream is not going to have helped *anything*.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/774720385">01:08 AM March 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>I think I might get me some of that &#8216;drunkorexia&#8217; everyone&#8217;s so excited about.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/776641039">07:49 AM March 25, 2008</a></li>
<li>Perhaps need to arrange a &#8216;do-not-serve&#8217; policy with the kebab place, given the amount I&#8217;ve forced down my gullet in the last few months.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/777079859">12:30 AM March 26, 2008</a></li>
<li>Sometimes a cup of tea just really hits the spot, like a kind of glorious celestial alignment. That time is now.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/777270617">09:49 AM March 26, 2008</a></li>
<li>I should know better than to wade in on discussions about SCIENCE while I&#8217;m drunk.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/777935975">12:17 PM March 27, 2008</a></li>
<li>I should know better than to confess my mid-week, mid-day alcoholism in public and non-anonymously on the internets. But what the hell.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/777966846">01:24 PM March 27, 2008</a></li>
<li>I&#8217;d like to think that Science has progressed such that I could take the right mix of vitamin pills and then survive entirely on Guinness.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/778110121">05:49 PM March 27, 2008</a></li>
<li>Falling asleep in a pub does not rank among my strongest moments.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/778147067">07:04 PM March 27, 2008</a></li>
<li>Interface designers talk about making every click a no-brainer. So that &#8216;Accept cupcake&#8217; button was about as perfect as you could wish for.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/778653312">03:42 PM March 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Getting a case of wine is &#8216;A&#8217; for &#8216;AWESOME&#8217;.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/780253340">05:12 PM March 31, 2008</a></li>
<li>Exercise and porridge: the hero&#8217;s way to start the day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/780677389">08:44 AM April 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>I hate arriving early for things. Lots of drinking coffee and wandering the streets. Still, I hate arriving late for things more.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/781369116">10:42 AM April 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>I read &#8216;Corporate Eucharist&#8217; and taste salmon en croute. Only 20 people will know what I&#8217;m talking about, and none of them are on Twitter.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/783366755">01:32 PM April 05, 2008</a></li>
<li>Concerned that, 6 years ago, I was already saying, &#8220;if anyone would like to join me, that would make me look less like a lonely alcoholic.&#8221;<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/783369535">01:42 PM April 05, 2008</a></li>
<li>Virgin Wines is my new and terrible god.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/783795148">12:33 PM April 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Let&#8217;s see, what to do this evening. Mayoral hustings, or chocolate tasting. Hmm.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/784924333">09:18 AM April 08, 2008</a></li>
<li>Chocolate. On my feet. How did that happen?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/787012774">08:22 AM April 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>OH HAI, I&#8217;M IN UR HANGOVER, MAKING U LATE FOR CHURCH.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/788183890">09:39 AM April 13, 2008</a></li>
<li>Vegetable crisps! How had I forgotten you? Forgive me for forsaking your love for so very long.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/790291981">02:36 PM April 16, 2008</a></li>
<li>Switching to cherry beer for those last three rounds seemed like such a good idea at the time.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/791654647">07:44 AM April 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>I really am incredibly bad at the supermarket queue game.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/792942207">12:52 PM April 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>On the way to work, I need to pick up coffee (easy), breakfast (easy) and a long hot shower (slightly harder).<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/794947462">09:11 AM April 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh almond croissant, for me you are perfect this morning, if I could marry you I would, but then I&#8217;d just devour you and that&#8217;s not good.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/796580453">09:34 AM April 25, 2008</a></li>
<li>Gloriously slowly getting sozzled on a lovely Saturday. Have, though, now three times in a row tried to take a swig from an unopened bottle.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/797507720">04:46 PM April 26, 2008</a></li>
<li>Realising just how HUGELY CYNICAL I get when I&#8217;m drunk. Might want to tone that down a bit.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/797968446">11:48 AM April 27, 2008</a></li>
<li>Something about &#8220;Toffee and Clotted Cream Fudge Ice Cream&#8221; suggests that it might not be the &#8216;healthy choice&#8217;. Still. I deserve it.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/799029355">10:22 PM April 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Guiltily wishing that alcohol came in non-recyclable containers so that I didn&#8217;t have such a stark weekly tally every Tuesday morning.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/799313396">07:27 AM April 29, 2008</a></li>
<li>Far more slashed on lovely wine and cocktails than a Wednesday would normally allow, but fuck it, it&#8217;s glorious.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/800683885">10:02 PM April 30, 2008</a></li>
<li>Had two packets of crisps for breakfast, then voted. Civic duty: success. Nutritional duty: fail.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/801019036">09:00 AM May 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>Looking forward to moving. But mainly because the coffee girl at the new station is cuteandfriendly, while my current one is mostlygrumpy.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/801025873">09:20 AM May 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>I need an &#8216;OM NOM NOM NOM&#8217; but for booze.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/801852080">02:16 PM May 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>Crawling towards a strange Tube station in yesterday&#8217;s clothes looking for something greasy to eat. Glorious.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/802551152">01:06 PM May 03, 2008</a></li>
<li>Seriously, have I started looking substantially younger in the last couple of months? Just got IDed AGAIN.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/803237366">04:19 PM May 04, 2008</a></li>
<li>One beer belly for sale. Lightly used. Reason for sale: unwanted &#8216;gift&#8217;.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/803252468">04:48 PM May 04, 2008</a></li>
<li>Wondering if anyone else fancies a Circle Line cocktail party before 1 June, just as a matter of principle.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/807051905">08:46 AM May 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>I own 8 champagne flutes, 2 kinds of glasses for different wines and 2 sets of beer glasses. I own no crockery or cutlery. How&#8230; revealing.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/808600542">01:34 PM May 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>Spent a good minute or two trying to figure out why the thing I&#8217;d just put my coffee on was surprisingly warm. It&#8217;s a strong brain day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/809097820">06:39 AM May 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>Just got half of my recommended daily calorific intake from a packet of cashews. Oy.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/809719291">11:56 PM May 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>Noticed a nice pastry aroma, and removed my headphones to get a better smell. Later on I&#8217;ll take off my specs to give my taste buds a rest.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/811075045">02:17 PM May 14, 2008</a></li>
<li>I appear to be, like some strange reflection of a child&#8217;s Christmas Eve, eating a carrot and drinking a glass of milk.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/811457492">10:36 PM May 14, 2008</a></li>
<li>Forgot to buy carrots this morning. I urge everyone to stock up while you can, before news of the shortage gets out and the real panic hits.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/811708482">07:51 AM May 15, 2008</a></li>
<li>Evidently burned the roof of my mouth last night on those delicious chips. It was worth it. They were delicious. Delicious chips. Delicious.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/812628416">10:41 AM May 16, 2008</a></li>
<li>Feeling crap this morning, which in itself is okay, except that I only had a glass of wine last night, which suggests I must be getting old.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/814741798">09:06 AM May 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>We&#8217;re already in the pub. This is going to be a productive day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/818174271">11:19 AM May 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>Much like how my physics undergraduate work was, coding seems to go much more smoothly and make much more sense after a bottle of so of red.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/819696929">08:34 PM May 25, 2008</a></li>
<li>Scotch: the breakfast of champions.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/823159428">08:55 AM May 30, 2008</a></li>
<li>I have two new Wii games and 12 new bottles of wine. I should be excited. But I also have the sniffles. So I&#8217;m fucking off to bed. Night.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/823551876">08:08 PM May 30, 2008</a></li>
<li>I really could look at cutlery sets all day. If this isn&#8217;t marriage material, ladies, I don&#8217;t know what is.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/823927933">11:35 AM May 31, 2008</a></li>
<li>What was supposed to just be mixing practice has turned into a three martini lunch. What a cliché.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/823986005">02:14 PM May 31, 2008</a></li>
<li>I can&#8217;t really remember how last night ended. But I&#8217;m home, and not all of my cocktail glasses are missing. That&#8217;s success, I guess.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/824461524">08:13 AM June 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>I really need to stop going to church hungover and/or drunk. I don&#8217;t think they appreciate me texting during the service either.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/824515249">11:07 AM June 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>Perhaps my favourite thing about drunken evenings is that when memories filter through later I&#8217;m not sure whether they&#8217;re real or dreamed.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/824795360">10:06 PM June 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>Life lessons: do not try and give intelligent interviews while you&#8217;re sitting at a bar, five cocktails into the afternoon.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/825083358">10:54 AM June 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh my God, chocolate HobNobs need to come in a packet with a time-delay staggered release mechanism, because this consumption is ridiculous.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/826203436">07:32 PM June 03, 2008</a></li>
<li>The best/worst bit about this three-figure bar tab is how it says &#8220;Guests: 1&#8243; at the top.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/827789627">05:39 PM June 05, 2008</a></li>
<li>It&#8217;s a definite sign when you forget the word &#8216;water&#8217; and can only come up with &#8216;I need one of those non-beer drinks&#8217;.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/829728360">01:44 PM June 08, 2008</a></li>
<li>Work&#8217;s so much nicer after a few glasses of wine and with music in my ears. But I worry the suits are getting annoyed by my random dancing.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/831409043">04:16 PM June 10, 2008</a></li>
<li>Quandary: fussy sober mind reckons that there is &#8216;no real food in the house&#8217;. Add: one bottle of pinot grigio. Result: olive curry sandwich.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/834732386">05:33 PM June 14, 2008</a></li>
<li>Lots of coffee, lots of sugar, in an attempt to keep me alive for the next 13 or so hours. Also: CHOCOLATE DIPPED HONEYCOMB OMG.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/835250146">02:10 PM June 15, 2008</a></li>
<li>Midnight cheese and biscuits = best cheese and biscuits. Also, possibly, best midnight.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/839909540">12:41 AM June 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>After about an hour of consideration, the best I&#8217;ve come up with for &#8220;describe your ideal match&#8221; is, &#8220;You should like cheese.&#8221;<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/841214265">12:11 AM June 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>That dinner I cooked and ate last night was supposed to &#8217;serve 6&#8242;. It had a pint of wine and a pound of beef in it. This needs to stop, now.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/845516506">09:46 AM June 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Okay, so. I&#8217;m now officially utterly totally stressed out. This will have to be a glass-of-wine-or-two-with-lunch day, or I&#8217;m going to flip.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/852681913">10:40 AM July 08, 2008</a></li>
<li>Attempted to add a spoonful of sugar to my morning coffee. Instead, added another spoonful of coffee. This is exactly why I need the coffee.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/858763293">07:55 AM July 15, 2008</a></li>
<li>I seem to have accidentally had lunch twice today. I wonder if this happens often without my noticing. It really would explain an awful lot.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/859961751">02:36 PM July 16, 2008</a></li>
<li>In trying to take one banana from the bunch, I somehow managed to accidentally simultaneously open all four bananas. So now they must eaten.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/860667201">07:59 AM July 17, 2008</a></li>
<li>The main reason I turn tea-making into a ritualistic four-stage process? So that on each return to the kitchen I can snaffle another biccie.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/863423110">02:40 PM July 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>Quite pleased that I&#8217;ve avoided the alcohol temptation all afternoon through the crafty application of tea. All bets are off at six, though.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/863520506">05:24 PM July 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>It&#8217;s fascinating how just one tiny bowl of muesli can make me feel about twice as heavy as I did before. And about three times more SERIOUS.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/864903547">09:05 AM July 22, 2008</a></li>
<li>At the cafe, began to say &#8216;double macchiato&#8217;. Brain chose to hesitate and say &#8216;er&#8230;&#8217; instead. Result: &#8216;DUHHHH&#8217; followed by awkward silence.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/878100057">10:56 AM August 05, 2008</a></li>
<li>HALF AN HOUR UNTIL OPENING TIME.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/879158868">10:34 AM August 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>I think this pub is playing James Blunt. Hang on. Wait. Yes, it is. I chose the wrong bloody pub.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/879233596">12:51 PM August 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>I&#8217;m pretty certain God started at &#8216;bacon&#8217;, and then just worked backwards to create the necessary &#8216;pig&#8217; thing.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/882370029">10:21 AM August 09, 2008</a></li>
<li>Everyone else in this queue is buying lunch. I&#8217;m buying two bottles of wine. Telling.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/884058094">01:11 PM August 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>Ate lots of celery; now everything is tinged by it. The wet sky, the hopes of passers-by. Her lies, and the distance between. And my breath.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/885004879">09:37 AM August 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>Some observations: mounting a bar stool is never graceful; having many outlets is a plus; yes, I know what you&#8217;re thinking and I don&#8217;t care.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/886851500">12:43 AM August 14, 2008</a></li>
<li>Yesterday: &#8216;everything risotto&#8217;. Today: &#8216;everything curry&#8217;. I am handling a truly irresponsible quantity of vegetables here. Be very afraid.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/893695012">10:12 PM August 20, 2008</a></li>
<li>Seems that &#8216;alcohol&#8217; isn&#8217;t banned on the Tube, just &#8216;open containers&#8217;. What about those floating spheres of alcohol like they have in space?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/901417743">08:32 AM August 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Goddamn, it would be lovely if I could have even just one beer without then needing a wee every thirty-four seconds for the rest of the day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/901708565">03:30 PM August 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>These rice cakes started making a lot more sense once I decided they were, in fact, some kind of giant, disc-shaped popcorn.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/901880255">06:04 PM August 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>Today is a meat-pie-and-ale-for-lunch day if there ever was one.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/902795526">12:59 PM August 29, 2008</a></li>
<li>About to begin the super-productivity I had planned for 32 hours ago. But maybe a tea first. And a few gins. And a smoke. And a nap.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/912876853">05:06 PM September 07, 2008</a></li>
<li>Vermouth: the breakfast of somewhat pansy champions with no decent spirits in the house.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/917437683">10:15 AM September 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh mood-lifting, energy-giving, tummy-filling, lovely-tasting, endorphin-releasing chocolate, come to me.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/917803966">05:02 PM September 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>There is a fair chance of me falling asleep while standing up in the pub this evening.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/917845584">05:40 PM September 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>PUB STANDARDS COST ME MY JOB. (Actually, just one meeting.)<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/918714919">10:44 AM September 12, 2008</a></li>
<li>Early to bed, early to rise, something something about pies, I seem to recall.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/925087104">09:30 PM September 17, 2008</a></li>
<li>Good God, I have made myself a packed lunch. I am so grown up right now.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/925655396">09:04 AM September 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>More peanut than man.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/925817620">01:21 PM September 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>Having to step back out of the lift because you set off the &#8216;overweight&#8217; alarm is not really a *fantastic* start to the day, is it?<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/940405449">12:01 PM September 30, 2008</a></li>
<li>I asked for an egg mayonnaise sandwich, not an egg and eggshell mayonnaise sandwich. Blark.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/942205941">06:48 PM October 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>There is every possibility that my greatest success today will be remembering to make a boring cheese sandwich for lunch.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/942996780">08:45 AM October 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>I am drinking tea out of a mug that says &#8216;coffee&#8217; on it. I AM SO DAMN KOOKY.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/943137691">12:34 PM October 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>Too much chocolate, too quickly. I am stupid.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/943251575">02:34 PM October 02, 2008</a></li>
<li>I am having a toffee apple with lunch.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/958953948">01:33 PM October 14, 2008</a></li>
<li>For some strange reason, simply drinking glasses of cabernet sauvignon is not making this work do itself. Might have to switch to gin.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/966548809">09:01 PM October 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>I now deserve cheese. Cheese deservation has been achieved. Commencing cheese. Cheese begins shortly. Consumption is imminent.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/966615053">10:15 PM October 19, 2008</a></li>
<li>I have discovered the secret solution. The secret solution is: start the day with cake.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/968647079">09:12 AM October 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>Food vendors between Liverpool Street and my office, prepare your eggs and bacon. My journey begins.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/971743862">09:42 AM October 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>And now the froth in this coffee seems to be spelling the word &#8216;loser&#8217;. Not impressed with today.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/976209497">03:42 PM October 26, 2008</a></li>
<li>&#8220;Once a week, we&#8217;ll be asking about the alcohol you buy, what&#8217;s drunk in your home, and what you drink yourself.&#8221; This could end in tears.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/979257649">05:22 PM October 28, 2008</a></li>
<li>&#8220;When times get tough, the tough get tasting the finest champagnes known to humankind.&#8221; I like your style.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/983620661">11:56 AM October 31, 2008</a></li>
<li>In a landslide victory, Sausage Roll wins over No Sausage Roll, bringing hope and true change in this new era of the United States of Me.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/993079250">10:22 AM November 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh, useless. No cash, no cards and no cheque book mean no sausage roll for me. The dream is over. Damn special interests.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/993112152">11:07 AM November 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Unexpected egg custard tart.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1000313360">12:42 PM November 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>As usual, I made enough rice to kill a small army. Stupid expanding food. See also: prawn crackers, popcorn.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1001105758">10:08 PM November 11, 2008</a></li>
<li>Fifth bottle of wine. Good lunch.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1003884383">02:47 PM November 13, 2008</a></li>
<li>We just spent £500 on lunch. Fun.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1004061023">04:35 PM November 13, 2008</a></li>
<li>DAMN YOU, MUESLI, YOU&#8217;VE BEATEN ME AGAIN.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1010932158">07:35 AM November 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>I knew I shouldn&#8217;t have hoovered up all the leftover flavour powder from that bag of chilli nuts. Ow my face.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1011683171">08:14 PM November 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>Just threw the stock cube wrapper into the pan, and the stock cube into the bin. Quality.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1011787361">09:21 PM November 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>Camp is something I can see myself easily getting addicted to. The chicory and coffee essence, that is, not the aesthetic.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1011973085">11:29 PM November 18, 2008</a></li>
<li>Not even half eleven and I&#8217;m already thinking about lunch. I have £2.65 to spend. I don&#8217;t anticipate satisfaction.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1016318990">11:23 AM November 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>Thanks for the lunch suggestions, everyone. I went with: a pack of fags.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1016432141">01:15 PM November 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>Emergency pâté saves the day.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1016788637">04:59 PM November 21, 2008</a></li>
<li>Jumper on. Sausage sandwich.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1018136778">02:36 PM November 22, 2008</a></li>
<li>Rather ashamed that I now have a &#8216;how to bake a potato&#8217; page in my browser history.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1019438491">02:39 PM November 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>Even more ashamed that I appear to have ballsed up said potatoes.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1019482483">03:24 PM November 23, 2008</a></li>
<li>Postprandial puff.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1020748695">12:36 PM November 24, 2008</a></li>
<li>Note to self: the raw chicken fork does not then go into mouth.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1021409097">07:59 PM November 24, 2008</a></li>
<li>Cookies and milk, yes? Cookies and milk yes.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1032485545">04:19 PM December 01, 2008</a></li>
<li>C2H5OH makes the troubles go.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1042626323">11:12 PM December 06, 2008</a></li>
<li>Oh Lord, the café has started doing a special winter drink made almost entirely out of Nutella. This could be the end of me.<br /><a href="http://twitter.com/chrismear/status/1049427374">04:30 PM December 10, 2008</a></li>
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