Had perhaps one beer too many last night, literally. Nothing regrettable happened, but I didn't really enjoy it so it was pretty pointless to drink it then. Yet another situation perfectly described by my new libertarian motto: "We're talking about marginal utility here!"

Partially this is a result of one of my most successful operations to date, Operation Tasty Beer. When I finally bought some cheap macrobrews this week, I discovered that I could drink them really really quickly, because they tasted like grainy water to me. Suddenly beer snobbery makes sense!

(Also: where the hell is Amelia II? I'm ready for that drinking contest!)

(Furthermore: Where the hell are all my drinking contest friends?!)

Work continues, and with so much routine in my life the weeks are going much, much quicker than I'm used to. Case in point: it's mid-March? Wah? At this speed, life blurs a bit and everything takes on an aspect of the mundane: even the Burger King chicken sandwich I had for lunch today failed to be transcendent.