So, I drank a 32oz soda this afternoon that had real sugar in it. That is, I drank real coke instead of diet. I just thought the fountain mix was off, and my manager had fetched it for me, so I wasn’t going to complain about the flavor. Later on, we realized that he had accidentally switched my soda with one for someone else, hence the oddity of taste. I’m now like…well, remember Cornholio from the Beavis & Butthead cartoons? That’s how I feel. Like, super-hyper and the world feels slow. I also liken it to the feeling you have after coming out of a fast-paced movie like Blade.

I used to drink regular soda all the time. It’s freaky how sugar affects you when you aren’t used to having it. Arrapapapapa! I am the great Cocacolio! Boing boing boing!