And I don’t have a refill. Getting more will probably necessitate some serious groveling and pleading at the feet of my shrink, who is currently on vacation anyway. So I will need to start managing my stress the old-fashioned way. With booze.
I have discovered Limoncello. Set aside the fact that the shit is tasty and smells really good, it’s thirty percent alcohol. It makes a lovely addition to my morning tea. It looks like lemonade and smells like lemonade. I haven’t tried the old booze in a soda can trick yet at work, but maybe I will give it a shot.
Ah, the practice of law. Producing addicts and drunks for centuries, and you still think we’re uncool.