I try to force myself to at least finish a 32 oz bottle of water before I leave work. So at the end of the day I'm standing at my desk with my coat on, chugging the last of the bottle. It makes me feel as though I'm nineteen again, forcing down watery piss-yellow beer fast enough to help me enjoy the lame-ass frat party I'm currently attending. Except that water tastes MUCH better than watery piss-yellow beer. And now I'm trying to get healthy, not drunk. Yay maturity!
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timeasmymeasure
Natty Light revisited
Date: 2001-04-09 11:26 am (UTC)