I dare say: this is the first time in DOZ history that I've gone 3 solid days without a drink. In fact, it's probably been several months since I accomplished that, and if there was ever a day to reinvigorate the spirit, it was today. Did the usual shopping, reading, cleaning up Tuesday-type tedium, but got some needed exercise in the process. I then received my long lost package from mommy which contained, among other things: Cheerios (proper ones in the yellow box!), Kraft Macaroni & Cheese (yippee!), my copy of Catcher In The Rye, enough gum to choke a dinosaur, and some clothes. And though I missed the boat on collecting a thousand copies, Vol. 75, Edition 4 of On Dit came out today with my letter to Kurt Vonnegut inside. There was a word missing from the epigraph (um, Editors-- hellooo??) but no one reads that shit anyway, so it's fine. Lauren laughed at the Saved By The Bell reference and probably missed the point entirely, but she was excited for me and enjoyed it, which is good enough. To top it all off, Rohan sent a package all the way from Japan and included in it a little USB-powered eye-massager for me "because Adam has weary eyes and needs fresh eyes so that he can write stories." The thing itself creeps me out (just look at it! I'll bet it works great on female-parts though) but it was such a sweet gesture. I did no writing today, which isn't good, but with luck the ANZAC Day parade tomorrow will stir something in me.
Drink Count: 0
What do you think, ladies? You and 'Mr. Peace' could be good friends if you play your cards right.
Not bad for only three days, huh?
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