My New Years Resolution to completely curb energy drinks lasted a whopping eight days. And since then, well, I think I have established a steadier rate of consumption then in '06.
A quiet Friday night at the bar; so quiet I figured I'd perk it up by crushing three cans of Red Bull. Now it's 6:30am and the thought of sleeping remains far in the distance. Going to the gym flashed across my mind, but I remembered a story I'd read about a young Briton who dropped dead from heart failure playing basketball after slugging several Red Bulls. Maybe I'll just sit still until the beating in my chest slows from a mid 90's Offspring track to a more respectably-paced James Blunt tune.
Next task: To relieve myself as much as possible prior to the 2.5 hour bus trip up the coast to visit the parents. Have you ever tried to pee standing up on a coach bus weaving up a mountain side at 100 km/h?
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