Hump Day

A&M recently made the stellar decision to switch to Pepsi as our sponsor. Personal foul on the offense, TERRIBLE decision making. I already ranted about how one of my pet peeves is going to a restaurant, ordering a Coke and being asked if "a Pepsi is okay." No, I believe I said COKE. If I would have wanted a Pepsi, I would have asked for one. This being said, I walked up to a vending machine, wanting a Coke to boost my energy and maybe bring a little brightness to my day. I stared at the giant Pepsi symbol mocking me for about 30 seconds, then stomped off. Flag down on the play. Someone told me that the reason Coke ended their contract with us is because our football team sucks. As if putting up with the years of aggie jokes wasn't enough, they have to take away our beverage of choice. Not cool, Coke, not cool.

On a slightly brighter note, the chick behind me that talked about her drunken friendship making techniques was discussing her dinner date with her ex boyfriend the other night and how wonderful it went. Huzzah. And she really enjoys Buffalo Wild Wings.

I'm addicted to Texts From Last Night. Unfortunately, they never seem to post any of the ones I have tried to submit. So, here is another installment of TFTM: Texts From This Morning, the A&M edition.

(214): How do you feel about large dragon tattoos on one's shoulder?

(832): I'm getting one tomorrow. Why?

(214): Great. Ours can match. Mine can say dragon. And yours can say slayer.