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"Here's to women's kisses, and to whiskey, amber clear; Not as sweet as a woman's kiss, but a darn sight more sincere!" No sweet dreams. No dreams at all. I was pretty far gone when I fell asleep on the couch. I'm certain that was primarily responsible for my lack of rest. Did you ever see the Fantastic 4 movie? When Henry curls up in the snuggle ball, he "goes supernova". It's like sleeping with a glowing ember. So, I found some gorgeous limes in the fridge that I forgot were there... I think my mother brought them to me when she was up week or so ago. They were screaming gin and tonic. It also gave me an excuse to try the Diet Schweppes I'd purchased a while back and never opened. Yes, I said diet. I have a low tolerance for sugar. So after a few stiff drinks, Ted showed up for Mexican food. We went back to the new place with already honored faction due to their fabulous cuisine. The plan was to test drive their margaritas. A big 'ole boat of guac and a few sampler platters later, they were instantly upgraded to exalted faction. The top shelf margaritas were extremely tasty. We stopped for some deep tumblers of whiskey on the way back to the house. I checked my email this morning and discovered just a smidgypoo less than 1000 individual SPAM comments on my blog from some German talking about furniture. At the time, they were still incoming, so my database was unresponsive to even delete them... sucks. I managed to get a mass delete in once I got to the office, so if you commented on anything in the last 12 hours, your comment was probably deleted before I could approve it. I'm sorry. When things like this happen, it really makes me want to convert to another blogging platform. My long time e-friend Lisa (who I'm convinced is the most fantastic woman in all of the UK) suggested pMachine. It has a human verification tool in the comment system... you know, where you look at the jumbled letters and numbers in an image and have to type them in... and that would be nifty. I am just not in a place in my life right now where I want to hassle with another side project. I've really been struggling... more so internally than before. I still cry often, but almost always alone. I'm sad all the time and constantly just don't feel right. Broken.