I don’t know
care if I’ve ever mentioned it or not, but I have very few vices. I don’t smoke, drink, do drugs, or really do anything fun like a normal person. I just sit by my pool and gaze lovingly at my reflection all day.
Anyway, if there’s one thing that comes close to being a vice, it’s Pepsi, aka God’s Elixir of Sweet Mother Loving Life. It’s been a pretty much constant companion since high school and I’ve been known to burn through a 6-pack in a day from time to time.
You know what? There’s really nothing comedic in this, so I’ll just quit with the long set-up and go with an abstract instead:
Averaging some two Pepsi’s a day for the past several years, I recently decided to not quit, but cut back. I set a goal of one Pepsi per day, with a wish to skip days, slowly weaning myself off as much as possible. The reasons for this were several: too many empty calories, makes your teeth brown, should drink more water, who needs all that caffeine? I’ve been largely successful but have been slipping a bit lately. My efforts are re-doubled, though, and I’m currently suffering caffeine withdrawl headaches again. This monkey is a son of a bitch!
I’m not sure what drew me back in, but I think it was actually the sugar more than the caffeine. As I said, I don’t really have any vices, and sweets especially has never been one of them. I’m not big on chocolate, have never need a sugar-fix, and almost always skip dessert. Having said that, I’ve lately been thinking about desserts more, and resisting going to 7-11 just to get some Sweet-Tarts or something.
The point? There is no point. Like I said, this post went nowhere.