Day 83

I got to the end of the day and realized I hadn't done anything I've never done before so I did the only logical thing. I met my friend Eileen at the Martini bar. I was tempted to get my favorite key lime martini but in order to be true to my experiment, I tried a new one. Eileen suggested the Pineapple Stoli Martini. The waiter set it down in front of me and I took a sip. I think I got a second degree burn in my throat. The pineapple essence smoothed it out a little bit but not much. I wasn't feeling the joy but I continued to drink it. When there was a just a little left, Eileen tasted it. "This is terrible," she exclaimed. "Really?" I said. "I just figured that's how it tastes." "No. No. No. It's supposed to be much more pinappley," she said. As I was drinking it, I had already decided that this first would be my last. Now that I know it wasn't supposed to taste like that, maybe someday I'll give it another chance.