I find it amusing that people know to avoid me when I drop cluster “BUGGER!” bombs, even when it sou

(As weird as that may sound coming from an American phillistine, it goes over far better than when I drop Cluster F-bombs.  Good thing, too.  I get a hell of a lot of mileage out of that one lately.)

Once again I am fed up.

 

I’m so fed up that buying a six-pack of Kahlua sounded like a good idea.  Only problem is.   The taste of alcohol.  Yack.  The good news is that I no longer feel compelled to drink to relax.  The bad news is that I can’t seem to find something that works.  Well, besides being asleep—but that isn’t exactly foolproof.  But then I had an idea: sugar.

( About 1100 calories worth, in fact. )