Diet Coke Review

Okay.  Sooo... I'm really embarrassed to be writing this review.  Really embarrassed.  Because I believe, and I've have to check, but from memory... I believe I have a review touting the positves and wonderfulness of regular Coke.  And I do not take back that review!  But...

I've gone back to trying to limit my calories again, as I try to get serious about losing this... extra loveable layer.  One of my first steps to accomplishing that is always completely cutting out any soda, regular or diet, for about two weeks.  This gets me away from drinking 3 cans of regular Coke per day (I know... I know), and drinking more water.  But you know what?

The fizz... she always calls me back.  *Sigh*  I start missing that refreshing tingle in my beverages, and I've gotta have it again.

So I crack open a can of diet soda.  I slurp some of it down and... eew.  Gross.  Taste that fake sugar aftertaste, man.  So nasty.  Oh well, I'll choke it down.

Can two through ten: meh... not so bad, not that great... I want the fizz.  Fine.

Can eleven through INFINITY: OMG I LOVE YOU DIET COKE YOU ARE MY CAFFIENATED FIZZY HERO AND I WILL NEVER BETRAY YOU, NEVER, EXCEPT WHEN PEPSI IS ON SALE BECAUSE DEEP, DEEP DOWN I AM JUST REALLY CHEAP, OKAY?  BUT EVEN THEN, I WILL THINK OF YOU, MY SWEET, SWEET LOVE.

I don't know what it is about this stuff, but I can't get enough of it now.  And I've accidentally drank some regular Coke, because the fast food people (contradiction in terms, I know) didn't label the cup lids, and kind of... cringed.  Just knew something was off.

It's probably me, but I don't care.  Diet Crack, I mean, errr... Coke... I can't live without it.