Drinks – Page 11 – The Diary of The Deranged Writer

10-Minute Warning III

So, what should I type in ten minutes while drinking eight glasses of my favorite drink, Jack & Coke (Jack Daniel’s whiskey mixed with Coke Regular or Zero)?

Well, let me just admit: it’s fun feeling drunk and relaxed after so many Jack & Cokes. I only got drunk for less than a handful in college, so please forgive me. Please let me live a little. And at least I got intoxicated while at home and didn’t spend 500 PHP for a cocktail and hanging out with strangers. Getting drunk at home saves money, and my introverted self is happy.

Also, I think my therapist will be so disappointed simply because I got drunk. But come on, people. I’m only human. Let me say again: please let me live a little.

Anyway, what else can I say? It’s almost Sunday, it’s near midnight, and I want to get out right now. But maybe I should get out in the afternoon so I can spend less in a day. Maybe I should watch Ant-Man and the Wasp: Quantumania tomorrow afternoon. Maybe not. We’ll see. But I will watch the movie tomorrow and then hang out at Satchmi or Starbucks Reserve.

And speaking of Ant-Man and movies in the Marvel Cinematic Universe, I should watch Shang-Chi. I never got to see it on the big screen. In fact, I never got to see it at all, so tomorrow may be a perfect time to watch it. Good thing I have a Disney+ subscription.

Speaking of Disney+, it’s weird that they have a license to the latest WWE programming. They have the recent Royal Rumble and Elimination Chamber, among others. At least I can watch those shows. But it sucks they don’t have the complete WWE Network catalog. I miss having the option to watch old episodes of Raw or SmackDown, or the likes of WrestleMania. I miss the WWE Network.

And time’s up.

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Updated on September 7, 2025, and January 30, 2026 for clarity.

10-Minute Warning II

Okay. So, what can I type in ten minutes after drinking 6 highball glasses of Jack and Coke in under an hour?

It has been years since my last serious relationship, and I want to say this on The Diary: I don’t deserve a breakup email. I may have made mistakes, and any form of breakup is awful, but come on. A breakup email? Fuck that shit.

In other news, why did I drink six glasses of Jack and Coke tonight? Because I want to. Since 2022, I promised to drink my favorite Jack and Coke every week, but I only drank four glasses last January. Last week I drank four glasses, and tonight I drank six. So, that’s ten glasses of Jack and Coke this February. My therapist will kill me because of the more-than-a-fuckload consumption of my favorite drink. But come on. Let me live a little.

Speaking of my therapist, my last session was last July 2022. Is the date of my last session a sign of progress? Some of my friends think so. But I think it’s weird. Almost seven months? I should check up on my therapist via email. Soon. Maybe not tonight. Maybe tomorrow. I’m so drunk as hell right now.

And time’s up.

Image header: Marcin Dampc of Pexels. Edited in Adobe Photoshop 2022.

Updated on September 7, 2025 and January 30, 2026 for clarity.