||[Apr. 5th, 2008|10:20 pm]
I was out all night, and stumbled home at around 6AM this morning. Before I fell deeply into the sleep of the temporarily deceased, I rediscovered a bottle of ginger ale on my desk I hadn't drank, poured myself a glass, and had a few sips.
The only dream I remember from last night involved me finishing that glass of ginger ale. It tasted awful, but I was so thirsty I kept drinking it anyway. And the bubbles hurt for some reason.
Later when I woke up the glass was of course still full, and it took me longer than usual to work things out in my addled mind. I quickly drank it because I actually really was that thirsty, and it was nice and flat.
I'm not usually much of a soda drinker, but flat soda > bubbly soda anytime. Seriously.