These have become my primary source of strength tonight, as I brave the coming dawn, staying up all night writing my frigging paper for History of frigging Collections. Why the crap didn't I start this sooner?

Right now my two loving parent's (both teachers) are shaking their heads, and sighing.
"Where did we go wrong?"

As for the Sour Patch Kids, first I eat the yellow, then the orange. (both of which can be dismissed as lesser flavours) and then on to green (which surprisingly, took it's place just behind red as the second favourite, just a few short years ago.)

Then the red.

We don't even need to talk about red, that's how good red is.
They could make a bag with nothing by red, that's how good red is.

Only an hour or so more, and I'll be on my way over to the Irving for some flavoured cappuccino.

Christ, I'm a weak, broken man.