Sanity Level - UhOh Oreos!

I have lost my fake lip ring. For some reason this bothers me far more than my impending doom. At least I have a plan for slowly poisoning myself tonight. My girlfriend is in town from home and I think she thinks that Montreal makes me crazy. Its not that, its more like... well... that currently I happen to be mildly off-balance and coincidentally in Montreal.

I think at this point all I have in my hand is a Simpsons quote.

"All right brain, you don't like me, and I don't like you. But let's just get me through this, and I can get back to killing you with beer."