My drug of choice: sweets. I just attacked a container of cookies. I suppose it could be much worse....much much worse...but, crap, I'm going to have the worst sugar high in about 30 minutes. That should go real well with band practice. Oh well, the new drummer is going to be cooped up with us for weeks...it's best he got used to our habits. Feet, cookies, vampires...it all goes with the territory.

MMmmmmilk chocolate macademia laceys.....

(Oh, and, yes, that was me beeping at you.)