Suicide
I used to cope via the suicide = hell trick, now I cope with the "oblivion" trick. You still need something before you get scurvy.
What do you mean before I get it?
Clarifying again, it's not a suicide note! It's just the scary thought that if I did become suicidal, I'd undoubtedly be very successful at it.
Ah, of course. I have just been paid today, ironic considering it's buy nothing day. And I of course didn't actually buy anything. Though once I can afford to drink again, I'll be fine.
Yeah, my rapid weight loss is entirely due to the fact that I used to put in 2-3 stiff and proper drinking sessions in each week. Now it's about 1 per month. Though if I can get some more white sugar these egg-free cookies are probably going to be the death of me, it just doesn't work with whatever this brown stuff is.
Seriously, these cookies are awesome. But you really have to underdo them, but it's one idiot proof way of basically making caramel.
They're something that needs experimentation to see what ratio of the sugars you prefer. Too much brown sends them more in the direction of a brandy snap, too much white leaves them pale and uninteresting but far softer and smoother. But what the hell do I know about cooking? I just make shit up as I go.