Beer is, beyond a doubt, the culprit. Beer is my nemesis, an evil villain. It has superpowers I cannot withstand, and lures me into its wicked schemes on a weekly basis. Mind you, that said, in an effort to cut down, I have just had nearly two weeks without beer (although I did have two glasses of wine). I am missing it, and every night I think "Maybe I could pop up the road for a little pint?"