I'm going to have to sleep soon which is weird since I haven't been up that long.
Beer, chocolate, and pretzels must be somewhere in my future.
Cigars also sound good, but no physical location sells the ones I like anymore.
The last of this tea is getting dumped, I'm totally crashing.
Life is crappy sometimes, but if I'm too cynical about it, no good will come out of it. Then again, if I'm dishonest, no good will come out of it. Then again, it would be dishonest of me to think I am anywhere totally aligned with being good. So carry on..
I'm not sure how destructive passing "loveless judgment" is, measured out in the long run, but it seems too common. The line between politeness/self-restraint and being real/blunt is still up for endless definition.