I find that Gatorade often has an anonymous-fruit sour taste, and VW tastes like a watered-down version of that.

Hmm. I find Gatorade lives up to the myth that it tastes better the more dehydrated you are (and for many that means totally disgusting when you're not that thirsty). Which is why I would water it down as a matter of course to at least 50%. So I could drink ahead of need with less discomfort.

I don't need to need Vitamin Water, which is why I love it so.

However, now that I've found Smart Water and lemon powder, I go that way instead, because even Vitamin Water can be too sweet. Though I will pick up Fruit Water when I see it--that's my kind of drink.

Which is way more tasty than anything Gatorade ever put out.

Timelies all!

I drink Brita-filtered water at home. If I'm at a festival, or dance practice I usually get a bottled water of some sort.(Though I usually refill the bottle at the water fountain, so I'm not paying for multiple bottles)

Can you believe I don't yet know what I'll be doing this weekend? I mean, either we're having a horror movie night for the little ones (uh, who are 17 and 25), or I'll be in hospital having one in a sequence of anxiety attacks.

Such an interesting choice. I thought the hospital was a done deal.

I love ita's precise approach to liquid libation.

I love ita's precise approach to liquid libation.

And that was, no pun intended, merely the tip of the iceberg.

As far as hospitalisation, the when is still up for debate. Migraine guy won't be around on the weekend, which is when I want to go in. He's trying to find someone else to monitor me, but he hasn't called me back since Monday, so I don't know if I'm scaring kiddies (and having a drunken sleepover!) or freaking out.

Because we live on a boat, our water delivery system is a drinking water safe garden hose. Anyone who has ever drunk water from a hose will understand why we drink bottled water. Even filtered it still has that funky hot plastic hose taste, but we reuse the bottles (5 gallon) every week.

ita, that diary blog is so cool.

I am so checked out of work right now.

Only 45 minutes to go.

Isn't it though, Burrell? I'm blogsurfing like a crazy person these days. Perhaps because my LJ is so damned whiny.

There was another similarly retro LA-themed one that I need to find again.

Looking around the table in this meeting the water count is one manually filled bottle, one Fiji, one Arrowhead, and one Crystal Geyser. Also Jamba Juice and a Diet Coke.

I cannot begin to imagine how my boss remembers all the details he does. But he probably doesn't web surf during meetings.

Phoenix water is weirder now than I remember as a kid. I don't understand why. But we buy water from the machine things.

I finally found steel toed mary janes online (seems my mind drifts to them in meetings, since I was already thinking about them before trying to decode STMJ in the corner of a page of notes) and they are not even close to my size.

Life is not fair. But at least I know Docs made a number of them.