Drinking an XS
Mothafuggin' bang. Still at work. Went to bed at 4am. The only thing keeping my in this dimension is this drink my boss gave me called XS. My roommate has gotten them before and I've given it a sample, but holy shit. Taurine. Caffeine. 4900% of your daily Vitamin B12. Shit tastes like dimetapp. I was so god-damn excited to get this open a minute ago I didn't notice the tab on the can had gotten twisted around. When I tried to open it, the tab snapped off because it wasn't pushing through the actual slot. I got so freaked out, I stabbed my own hole in the can with my god-damn car keys. If I was so afraid of the assured cardiac arrest, I'd shotgun the rest of it and crush the can on my head.
Back to work. Estimated departure time for G Biddy: 4pm.
Have a great timein GC. You sound stressed. Hopefully the hometown will make some of it better.
Also, I thought that I would publicize on your blog that Kevin Smith is on the newest episode of Degrassi--the best Canadian show ever. It's on Noggin, and he'll be on about 8 times this weekend, if anyone's bored. I highly recommend. And as secondary inducement, there are some excellent lesbian make-out scenes.
Wait, you're telling me someone paid 24$ before shipping and handling for a goddamn energy drink? I'd say "that's silly, it's a case" except that there's no listing of case, or quantity beside ONE.
It's a twelve-pack case. I thought that was weird too, but I found it.
Wow Dan, I miss you. You make me laugh so damn hard! What makes it so funny is I read this shit and hear your voice in my head saying every f'in word!
You're a hoot! MUAH!