I now look upon the vending machines at work as slot machines. My entire day can be judged by that initial "phssssssssssssstt...." as I open another Diet Pepsi and look under the cap.

I'm two for two today, and having trouble drinking them fast enough.

It's a good think they don't do the same thing with Budweiser, because not only would I be drunk all day, but I'd be wrestling caps away from bar patrons and digging through dumpsters at the end of the night.

I'm a woman obsessed...