FaceBookers, I bet you eagerly clicked the shared link to this blog, ecstatically waiting to read all about my troubles with drug addictions. Muahahahahahahahaha. Shame on you! No - but seriously, according to Erowid, one of my addictions is a real drug addiction:
1. CAFFEINE: I never thought caffeine did much for me. I drank coffee because I like the taste, or to warm/cool myself during winter/summer. Clearly, I've never had a full-time time job before. Yesterday, I sucked down a generously sweetened iced coffee, and after the first 4 hours of work, my stomach felt queasy, and I was perspiring from pacing around the office. And now, here I am - with another cup of joe. I might have to start drinking hot coffee, so I'm, at least, not surprising my body with a monsoon of caffeine first thing in the morning. See? Responsible addict.
2. DOMINION: I'm not fully aware of how many friends I've allowed to view me in full-frontal nerd-ship. Dominion is a strategy card game, kind of like Magic the Gathering, where you use money and action cards to ultimately own the most "victory points", which are properties. All of my close friends (except a very special few) are nerdy classical music boys (hot!), and together, we have developed our own styles of strategies, and a cult-ish enthusiasm for the game. Right before I left for Vermont, we had purchased two more expansions on top of the two we had, but didn't get the chance to play very much. However! Paul came through and introduced online Dominion to me, and since then, I've been in Dominion heaven. Toby, Jason, and I have been ooVoo-ing while playing online, and it's as if I never left. I'm so addicted that I call Jason to say goodnight and then continue playing for hours, before realizing that work is only a handful of hours away. FEED MY ADDICTION!: Let me know if you wanna play ;)
3. DEET: I'm gonna go ahead and blame my addiction on the 235729573977568 insects' addiction to my sweet, sweet blood. Apparently, it's extra buggy this year, and it doesn't help that I'm always extra allergic to bites. I would post a picture, but it would be considered indecent. When I get to my apartment after work, (prime time for bug feeding frenzies), I zip up my stairs and close the door fast (and loud!) to prevent any critters from coming home with me. I thought I was safe, until yesterday, when i was eating dinner with the window open and I saw many many TINY little bugs come through the screen. I wanted to die right then and there. DEET doesn't even do anything, but drenching myself in it at least gives me a peace of mind. Otherwise, I'd go nuts, and then I'd have be addicted to other things.
They say the first step to kicking addiction is admittance. I've admitted it, but with no signs of quitting any time soon. I've accepted it. Pssst, there might be a fourth in a couple days. Or even a FIFTH! (read below)
My first dressage lesson is today! I'm bummed, though, since it looks like it will be torrential-ly pouring by the time 5:30 rolls around :( On a brighter note:
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