So... I apparently am less concerned with grammar than I am with sugar. True story. I thought there was nothing in the world that could occupy my mind more than horrific, soulless crimes against the English language, but I was wrong.
I'm trying to figure out what food I don't tolerate, and right now that means I'm not eating fructose or sucrose. Not surprisingly, I'm miserable, and I feel like one of those cartoons where everything I look at looks like candy to me. So don't expect too many coherent thoughts until I have my sugar back. Because this sucks.
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