Rar!

No milk!

No apple juice!

No shops readily available to me at this hour.

*sulkily gets a glass of water with rice vinegar because blueberry vinegar is too sharp for this mood*

I hate dishonest arguing.

Currently tied for top of my, "Gods, this is stupid and irritating" list are:

• "I thought you were smart enough to [agree with me]. I guess not."
  
• "Were you making a point or just attempting to fool people into believing you're not an ignorant idiot?" spoken by someone who has no fucking clue what he's talking about.
  

I find a certain amount of irony in the song the changer pulled up, because I'm talking about a War On Some Drugs argument.

Polyphilosophical ponderings

Some people, in response to the . . . entertaining argument over on polyamory, have made comments about what beingpolyness means to them.

I was thinking of doing the same thing, but I'm not actually sure I can make the question meaningful enough for me to do so.
( Ramblings, possibly containing content even if I am feeling bleary )