Months ago, my dude told me that if I gave up Diet Coke (which he believes is killing me slowly), he would stop eating meat. I wasn't quick enough to respond, and by the time I accepted, the offer was off the table.

I've now had a similar offer. I give up Diet Coke, he brings no meat into the house, meaning that he only eats it at restaurants and the like. Now, I like the first offer much better, but since he has since realized just *what* came out of his mouth then, I don't think that offer will be made again in the next decade.

And so, I'm going off the Diet, Chemicalized Sauce. I expect that this will be harder than quitting my pack to pack and a half per day smoking habit two years ago.

Though I start my day with a tall black coffee, I move on to drink Diet Coke steadily throughout the day. I drink it with meals, snacks, right before bed, when watching tv, while studying, writing, reading, and of course, while going on random killing sprees. Basically, I don't know how I'll live without it. Today, I will find out.

Egads!