I can't wake up today. This is the third day in a row that I've felt all groggy, and for the past two days or so, I've solved that with an iced mocha around 230p. That's not a good sign. I refuse to succumb to the addiction!

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I've managed for several years now without daily doses of coffee, I don't want to start again now--it'll work against me in the War Against Weight Gained During Unemployment. I need allies, not more enemies! I've already vanquished the forces of Soda Pop (ok, for the most part i have. I've gone from daily soda to barely once-a-week soda. Pretty good, if you ask me.)...Now I just have to deal with the Ice Cream/Gelato phenom. This battle is going to be tough, because we discovered the Torrefazione (I *know* I'm spelling that wrong) downstairs has the best pistachio gelato I've ever had in my entire fucking life. It's so good that I'd add it to my Last Meal List, which currently reads as follows:

+Brisket and Mashed Potatoes from the 5Spot.
+some fresh, hot biscuits with butter and honey
+cherry coke--but not the actual commercial product, Cherry Coke, I want Coke with maraschino cherry juice in it.
+warm blackberry pie with malted vanilla ice cream
+strawberry lemonade from Desert Fire
+chips and salsa
+pistachio gelato.

haha, someone found me on Google searching for "mango+too+sexy". Someone watches too much Saturday Night Live.

There you go. Brainfart entry at it's best.