I am not going to fight you anymore, coffee. I am weak, you are strong. You are free, the office is perpetually freezing.

No longer will I limit myself to just one cup in the mornings except for those 'really bad days'. I've decided that you don't add too much to my caloric intake, and in fact, many studies say that you may actually increase my metabolism.

Although I am still thinking that you are bad for my teeth. However, with my current dental plan, I can get them cleaned every six months now.

So no more fighting. No more avoiding. No more protesting against you, coffee.

You have won. And I have you. Slainte.

The stars have aligned this year for me. I don't have to work on Halloween, as I have the last couple of years, I won't have anything due the day of or after for school. I'm single, and I'm back on the sauce. I'm planning on enjoying my favorite holiday. As much drama as Christmas and my birthday have ever repaid me, Halloween always comes through. Sure, it may come through with a fist-fight or masturbating hobos. But, unlike those other holidays, I never wake up the next day feeling bad about myself.

This year's costume: Obama Christ. I've got a barbed wire crown of thorns and the Obama Mask. I'm just waiting for my cheap ass Jesus robe to show up in the mail. What are you doing for halloween this year?