Today I went to work and felt exhausted. I don't know why, because I got enough sleep. Now I am supposed to be working on Humanities homework or even watching Pleasantville, but I choose True Blood, making a corn dog, and writing this. My coworker offered to buy me a soda which most days I would turn down, to not feel the obligation of giving back, but I took a Diet Coke. It was heaven in it's earth killing plastic bottle. The sweet effervescence bursting in my nose. Wonderful!