[Sorry for those of you who clicked on this expecting something good. You won't find anything like quality here. Just trying to keep in touch with the people who care about the minutia of my life. Move along please.]

Today I've made a terrible realization. I've fought against it all my life but today I can no longer deny what I now know to be true about myself.

I officially like coffee.

It took me 33 years, but what was once a bitter flavor to be abhorred is now something I may perhaps take up drinking on a more regular basis. When did this happen to me? What has changed? I guess I should have noticed there was a problem when I decided I liked coffee flavored ice cream. Then I moved on to drinking coffee when there was no other caffeine to be had. Now, on occasion, I like to have a cup 'just because'.

Don't get me wrong, I still load it up with enough sugar and creamer to choke a horse, but I know where this addiction leads. Eventually I'll be drinking the stuff black, straight out of the pot. Eventually I will not be able to live with less than 3 cups of coffee a day. Eventually I will be able to drink coffee at 9 pm and still fall asleep easily and sleep through the night.

Is there a 12-step program to help people like me? Is there nothing that can be done? Is there a positive side to this? I hear coffee has lots of anti-oxidants, right? RIGHT?

Anyway, enough ranting. It’s time to get to work.

And I need another cup of coffee.