Addiction is a terrible thing, and this entry is not intended to poke fun. I’m serious about this
I have come to the realization that I am addicted to Diet Coke. This is not a pretty thing. As soon as I wake in the morning I MUST have a Diet Coke. If there isn’t one in the house I will moan and groan until I go out and get one. If I go more than a couple of hours without, I will have a pounding headache that is almost impossible to get rid of. Diet Pepsi or Diet generic cola will not do. I won’t get a headache, but I’ll fall asleep and won’t be able to do anything.
What do they put in that stuff?
How many do I have a day? Well, that would be hard to estimate, but if I had to I would say it’s between three and four cokes a day. A DAY! This is not good. And I may be lying–addiction makes you do crazy things.
The Hub and I are making “plans” and if things go accordingly I will HAVE to cut back on my caffeine intake. This will be fine as long as everyone concerned is Ok with living/working/dealing with She-Bitch. Not good. What am I going to do? There is no patch for diet coke!
What do they put in that stuff? Ok, now I’m all stressed out—I think I need to go get a diet Coke.
PS: Here is some more randomness from my brain:
- I saw the girl who never recognizes me, and she recognized me! Apprently, fourth times the charm. Or, she reads my blog (joke).
- The Hub and I went sight-seeing in this area that I LOVE and took some pictures. I’ve got some of my favorites in the photo album.
- Jessica’s Simpson’s new song? LOVING IT! Makes me wanna put on my dancing shoes and go out on the town.