Man vänjer sig.

After last year's dental adventure, I stopped taking sugar in my tea, partly because my dentist more or less ordered me to. But right now I am too tired to care: I need to raise my blood sugar fast. So I have just taken two lumps in a cup of Irish Cream (flavoured with cocoa and whiskey, and one of the few flavoured teas I still like, apart from Söderblandning) to keep awake until I can finish these two customer mailings that $CLIENT wants translated until start of business tomorrow (abbreviated "SOB", which is strangely appropriate).

Unfortunately, it tastes like crap. Some teas survive sugar, others don't. This doesn't. Consider yourself warned.