alop's Journal: Thrist

There are few things worse than thirst. You feel the beating of your heart like the beat of a wardrum. Your ears become sesitive to the slightest of frequency changes your monitor emits. You decide to make a trip to the water fountain, only to discover that is it being repaired. Wait, all the water coolers are being worked on today. As if mocking my dreams of a cool thirst quenching cup, they manage to spittle a few last drops. Lesser men would relegate themselves to drinking tap water, but not I. I want it too badly, I crave that drink like a junkie craves heroin. I trace back the plastic water hose from the cooler. I notice that the coffee maker gets it's water from the same source, However I'm not ready to induce third degree burns for my thirst. I notice another connection, THE ICEMAKER! Initially, my plan was to fill a cup with ice and head back to my cubicle, But that would be too loud. Then I postulate using the hot water from the coffee maker to melt the ice, but it has a residual coffee after taste... Then the chemistry classes from years back finally payoff... The microwave oven. Soon, I'm enjoying what must be the most enjoyed cup of ice water I can remember.