I think I've found a way to be an adrenaline junkie in one's
every day life as opposed to doing something
outlandish like going to
Australia and starting your own
tribe with nothing but
toothpaste. Things like
volunteering to handle the dangerous
chemicals in your
chemistry lab or
pissing off bikers while
stuck in traffic all supply an ample amount of
adrenaline into one's
nervous system, and you didn't even have to put on any
lycra!
Of course, one must realize that there is a
fine line between being an everyday adrenaline junkie and being a
masochist. Adernaline junkies will pour the
perchloric acid for their
lab partner, while a
masochist (albeit an
extreme masochism) will spill it on himself to get the
pleasure. That sure was an
ugly tangent.