Molson Kick Your Ass

For those who may not know, Kick is a new beer that has caffeine in it. And I am deducing it has alot. I tried to sleep, but I'm way too aware. My pillow makes too much noise when I move my head. I can see EVERYTHING. Even though it's dark in my room.

Yes, Molson Kick, I can now see the bar. Thank you.

After drinking this stuff, my friends and I spent a good portion of our night, re-watching a comedy show we watched .... but with spanish subtitles the second time. And we took turns speaking the subtitles ..... even though none of us know spanish .... and phoning people and speaking the spanish subtitles to them .... I have no idea why.

And after everyone left, I frantically wrote a two page citation on the glories of life and how even pain is beautiful. I also wrote about my ex-girlfriend and how she's beautiful about a half dozen times ..... creepy. And I was frusturated that the keyboard is so slow.

Yes. It has been written. Pathetic ramblings about my ex. And there's this other stuff .... sounds important .... hiccup.

I did nod off a couple times, because I had some weird dreams. In the first one I am sitting in a bare room across from the black doctor that repeats to me "tell me about your reoccuring dream ..... tell me about your reoccuring dream ...... tell me about your reocurring dream ...."I woke up pretty paranoid. And then the other one, I am sitting in my bathtub, but it's right in front of the door, and everyone is coming in and surprised to find me there. And everyone is pregnant. Not sure what the hell that means. Might have to buy a dream book and decode that one.

Now it's no Red Bull, Red Bull makes my heart seizure and makes me jittery. This Kick stuff .... well let me put it this way. If I was in a watch tower on the look-out for ninjas ... but wanted to get drunk....I'd drink Kick. Not even a sparrow would get past my gaze .... every blade of grass would have defintion. The silence of the night would be deafening to my ears ...

But if I wanted to snap, kill my platoon and knock over my watch tower with Ulitmate Warrior face-paint on (and the tassles on my arms too) .... i'd drink Red Bull.

AND HAVE A DRINK FOR WHITE SNAKE! YEAAAAAAAA!!!

Decisions, decisions. All I know is that I'm not going to have a very productive day. I think it's wearing off ....