sacrifice

Yesterday I woke up and was grabbing my stuff for work. I was out of pop, and thought that I would just have to pick up a can on the way to work.

No, that is how an addict thinks. I'm not an addict. I don't need pop. No more pop.

So yesterday I decided to quit pop. For no good reason. So far so good. But a friend pointed out that mixed drinks are often soda related. I have to decide to a) go all out, b) make exceptions for alcohol, or c) give up now.

In other news, tonight may be awesome or lame. It is a real tossup.