I've been struggling to stay awake all day today. At dinner time, I told Katie that this lemon soda she liked, which I'd been guzzling all day, was vile-tasting. We blabbed for awhile about why I would keep drinking something I didn't like ... I killed off about half a bottle, not sure of the size but close to a 2-liter ... and then she said wait a minute, one of those bottles of lemon soda was left over from when we made vodka lemonade. So I got the bottle from which I had been drinking and, sure enough, written across the top in black was "VODKA." Which would explain why I can't stay awake.