I have a Coke habit. A Diet Coke habit, to be more precise. I recognize it.

My manager, Gary, was a little disturbed that I was simply recycling all of my bottles. He suggested I need to line my walls with bottles.

Let me see if I can illustrate the progress.

Who needs shelves?

There was a office-to-office safety inspection the other day. They weren't really sure what to make of my bottles. The principle concern seemed to be what sort of hazard they've be in the even of an earthquake. I've been making the argument that they would cushion me should the ceiling of this ancient, non-seismically-safe building come collapsing down on me.

I don't know. But they didn't write me up. (I did have to move the fridge from a power strip to a wall socket.)

[...] I can’t remember the last time I had Tab. Diet Coke with Splenda reminds me more of Diet Rite, which perhaps not coincidentally, is sweetened with Splenda. A coworker recently noticed the blue-capped bottles among my collection and asked me what I thought. I think it’s okay. He thinks it tastes like regular Coke. I disagree; among other things, I don’t feel sick after drinking Diet Coke with Splenda. [...]