Due to neverending dental work -- honestly, it's worthy of an Icelandic edda -- and prescription drugs, I kinda had to swear off the hooch for a while. It wasn't so bad (did I mention the prescription drugs?) but then I also lost the taste for coffee. That's when everything went off the rails. I'm sleeping eight straight hours every night! I don't wake up until 7am. I haven't watched Bloomberg's European Market Countdown in months. This is complete bullshit.
So as of today, it's back to morning coffee and afterhours cocktails. Sober and well-rested is for slackers.