It's always interesting to discover that something you didn't think was a big deal has probably actually been pissing you off for a long time. I usually discover these things around 2 am, after 72 beers. I usually discover them when I've just made angry phone calls to poor, unsuspecting friends.

I think telephones should have breathalyzers, and should be rendered useless if you register a BAC of some high, high number. This should apply to text messaging as well. Doubly so, because there, you're also risking some nasty spelling errors.

Grrrr.