Pub Quiz and Lemon Tea

I'm home, finally from my weekly pub quiz. I'm tired.

Tomorrow will be especially bad, however, because of my voice. I lost it somewhere between rounds 3 and 5- during two rounds I usually don't have to speak during.

So, not only am I breaking, for the umpteenth time, my new year's resolution, but I'm also breaking training by having hard liquor. A little Ketel One in my lemon tea. Mostly because it's cold, partially because it's alcohol, but mostly because it flavors my tea. No sugar at this point. It's time for bed and all that.

More tomorrow about, well, everything. Now, I need my tea and my bed.