I Have Isolated the Problem
The first stix of 2010, which I rang in with a lobotomy — the beverage kind: equal parts amaretto, Chambord, and pineapple juice, optionally topped with champagne. I am not sure how it got its name. Maybe because you don’t feel the first one and so you get another? Sad housewives love them.
The great thing about many long-term relationships is that you can have neither!
Precisely. I think this is one of the things that keeps me single. At least this way I get the right half of the pie.