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The Diet Pepsi thing? SHE IS OUT OF CONTROL.

Yes, this has been true for a while now, but really? It's gotten worser. With a very little help from feiran last night, I finished a 2L in about five hours by myself. That's in addition to the morning and afternoon 12 oz cans I had. I wondering after the past few mornings even if maybe caffeine makes you hungry because I seem to get hunger rumblings when I've had a morning soda versus not. And not having it would mean cutting down some of my daily DP intake, and then I'd only have to worry about the free-flowing 2L bottles, which I can probably get under control by not buying them.

But I am determined to moderate the addiction. Yes. I will probably fail, but I'm going to give it the old college try. I do this every so often and go right back to the soda, but I'm going to try not going cold turkey and just switching how much I drink, filling in with milk and juice (which I've been trying to do at lunch time) and water at work. Yes.

Okay. Let's do this Bridget Jones style:
11.29.2006
Number of hours slept -- 7
Oz of Diet Pepsi consume -- 12
LJ posts -- 1

Edits probably later.

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( No surprise here--I'm Captain Oblivious! )

deepredbelle with my assignment for the '10 Things I Love Starting With...' meme. I got G. Comment if you'd like a letter!

1. Galactica, as in the good battlestar herself and the show privileged enough to follow her many adventures. An addiction and admiration that are honestly good enough in every respect to merit my fannishness and devotion.

2. Garbage. Still sexy, awesome music.

3. Games! Be they of the board, card, computer or video variety, games are good times you can unwrap over and over and never experience the same way twice.

4. Granny Weatherwax because I was once ordering feiran around and she said two words--"Yes, Esme"--and that was that. Never mess with a Weatherwax, especially not this Granny!

5. Grapes. Can't help myself around them--I eat whole bunches without thinking--like feiran and cucumbers, I suppose.

6. George Romero. I think cinema still owes him for the genius of Night of the Living Dead. Sequels didn't thrill me, but they didn't have to. He got it exactly right the first time. That film has aged brilliantly.

7. Gary Oldman Is there anything he can't do? Someone tell me he can't sing or that he's completely incapably of dancing, because this guy can do good, bad, conflicted, tortured, crazy, campy, serious...and he's fucking sexy. At his age!

8. Great Britain, so sayeth the Anglophile in me. The country's absolutely conquered all my entertainment venues, from Terry Pratchett to James Bond and Doctor Who--even my beloved Galactica couldn't be without that wonderful country. All the actors I crush on are from there of late, too. For shame, viridian! You're off the market, or else we could have gone and gotten tail all over that place in a reverse Love, Actually move by the American girls. Ah! Love, Actually, one of my favorite romantic comedies--also done by the Brits! Sexiest Prime Minister ever--a Brit! Jane Austen! Shakespeare! Red Dwarf! Hell, I could just quote Hugh Grant's speech at this point because I mostly admire everything he says (exception being David Beckham, I suppose, no interest at all in him).

9. Geeks--DUH! Why didn't I think of that the first time? I guess I'm too used to it being the default! GEEKS RULE

10. Great Barrier Reef. There's a reason this is on the list of the top ten places to visit before you die. Nothing like it in the entire world, and nothing like ever will be, most likely. A miraculous growth, a confluence of chance and evolution that came of a mass extinction before a mass diversion of life. My God, literally the most wonderful place I've ever been. I didn't regret getting lost on the reef at all because it was better to be lost than to worry about where you were. Made my sister nuts, had her freaking out about oxygen running out because I never wanted to leave ever. If I could navigate worth a damn, I'd have gotten my Dive Masters/Instructors cards and hopped a plane to take dive tours out there. I don't know, though, I'd be a right lousy teacher because I'd be so distracted by the scenery, I'd probably let some of my students get eaten or stung by one or another of all the super-insane deadly fish, worms, inanimate objects that lurk in Australian waters.