#drink!

[kply-industries]

[vera-dauriac]

Hubby and I are currently listening to the audiobook of The Odyssey. (Fagles translation read by Ian McKellan)

Because we can turn literally anything into a drinking game, we are currently drinking at the following:

Rosy fingered dawn (and its permutations)

Bright-eyed Athena

Wine dark sea

So far, it's been a good time.

[telejogo]

Pepsiman (Playstation)

[devileaterjaek]

[selfcallednowhere]

It was years after Mink Car came out that I discovered “monkey suit” means tuxedo (or “any of various uniforms,” per Merriam-Webster), so I always thought the narrator of “Drink!” was talking about a guy in a literal monkey suit, like he’s stuck in some children’s birthday party costumed character hell or something, and I still think that version of things is a lot more interesting to be honest.

(Semi-relatedly--though the gap between hearing it in a song and learning it was an actual existing term was much briefer--I was quite disappointed to learn that “disco nap” was an actual thing and not just something Flans made up for “Homunculus,” cos it totally seems like the kind of thing Flans would make up.)

[kimonobeat]

Juicy Fruits Lyrics: Jenny wa Gokigen Naname (ジェニーはご機嫌ななめ; Jenny’s in a Bad Mood)

English translation and romanization below the cut.

ENGLISH

They saw me Making out with you They're chit-chatting about it, spreading rumors I’m in a real bind here I’m always like this Somebody’s gotta be picking on me Being all alone is heart-wrenching I’m ready to burst into tears Come over to my place, my place. I feel so hopeless Whenever this happens to me

We hold each other and go to sleep Hold each other and go to sleep And when we do, I can feel myself Settle down a bit

No no, you’ve gotta be joking You’re only pretending to be busy This won’t work for me I’m just being unreasonable I’m always like this You must be tired of me The clock goes tick-tock If it’s bothering you, we can stop Stay here with me, with me. I feel so hopeless A phone call won’t cut it

We hold each other and go to sleep Hold each other and go to sleep And when we do, I can feel myself Settle down a bit

When I see you smiling And talking to another girl I get real grumpy Is that selfish of me? I’m always like this I know But you’ve gotta pamper me more Day and night And I’m still not content Answer me

We hold each other and go to sleep Hold each other and go to sleep And when we do, I can feel myself Settle down a bit

ROMAJI

kimi to icha-icha shite’ru tokoro wo mirarechatta wa sore wo bechakucha ii-furasarete watashi pinchi itsumo sou nano dareka watashi ni ijiwaru shite’ru ‘n janai? ha-to kyunkyun naki-dashisou yo hitori-bocchi wa uchi e kite kite kokoro-bosoi no konna toki wa

daki-atte nemuru no daki-atte nemuru no sou sureba tonikaku sukoshi wa ki ga osamaru no

iya yo uso uso isogashii furi shite’ru dake ne watashi muri muri wagamama bakari itte’ru kara itsumo sou nano kimi wa watashi ni unzari shite’ru ‘n janai? tokei kachikachi ki ni naru no nara tometemo ii wa soba ni ite ite kokoro-bosoi no denwa ja dame

daki-atte nemuru no daki-atte nemuru no sou sureba tonikaku sukoshi wa ki ga osamaru no

kimi ga nikoniko hoka no onna to shabette’ru to watashi karikari atama ni kichau katte kashira itsumo sou nano wakatte’ru kedo kimi wa watashi no koto motto chiyahoya shite’nakya dame yo hiru mo yoru mo sore ja madamada fuman darake yo henji nasai

daki-atte nemuru no daki-atte nemuru no sou sureba tonikaku sukoshi wa ki ga osamaru no

[merlinmyrddin]

Ok hold up. I am having an awakening of the darkest kind : I've worked my arse off to be where I am now career wise. I worked for it. Anyway, ever since the news of my long term relationship coming to an end has been in the open, my previous general manager, the two previous headchefs, a waiter and a sous chef have been explicit hitting on me. The people that helped me throughout my careers are taking the first opportunity of me being single to slid in my PM and explicitly ask me on a date/ask if I'd be interested.

So now, now, for the first time in my whole career, I'm wondering if I actually worked for it, or if it had been handed over to me on a silver plate? Is my career the product of men being attracted to me? Would I be a dual general manager today if those men did not fancy me?

This is fucking up with my mind. No joke. I... Listen, I am about to cry. Because in the shitshow that is my life, I had my career to hold into. It might not be healthy, but I could look at myself in the mirror and proudly say "You made yourself. Look at you. Against all odds, you did it." And now, this is being taken away from me? Now, I'm looking back at my career, and all I can think about is "where there any skills involved or was I just a piece of meat they treated well in the hope they'll get to bed me?"

Damn son, I need a drink. A strong one.