As I was writing a post

My boss came in and gave me a bottle of liquor. That's good, since it signals that she cares about me, and she was a little flustered doing it--something just happened in my life that she's congratulating me about, and that's good too--but it was funny because I didn't get a chance to change the screen to something else, so it says "Alcohol Free" and then, like you know, here comes some alcohol. A one two punch. I'll save it. Save it and save it. And one day, I'll just take a damn bath in the stuff. Beer is a good conditioner. That's what I'll do with some of the leftovers that have been sitting around. I'll condition myself with them. Viola, answers.