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I've fallen off the caffeine wagon again.
Yes, thanks to a 70-mile commute and a propensity to doze off at the keyboard -- and behind the wheel -- in the afternoons, I've succumbed to the siren lure of fresh, strong coffee in the morning, punctuated by the occasional cup of jasmine tea during the day.
For now, I'm still in the "WHEEEE! I'm alert and active and brimming with brilliant ideas!" stage, but any day now, it's gonna turn into the "God Damn It Where Are My ****ing Keys Why do You People HIDE Shit From Me? AAAARGH!" stage.
Maybe.
On the other claw, since I'm working, I've actually got an outlet for the drug-induced energy and focus.
And I don't get The Crave for it on the weekends, though I sleep pretty soundly.
On the gripping hand, I was disproportionately pissed when I got home earlier this week, and the phone and broadband were down, and oh LORD, you don't want to hear me when I get home to find that someone's parked in my usual parking place (every. day. this. week.) and I have to try to parallel-park my little no-power-steering Aspire.
For right now, though, I'm upbeat and happy and feel like singing and dancing pretty much all the time!
And boy, do I feel guilty about it....
Yes, thanks to a 70-mile commute and a propensity to doze off at the keyboard -- and behind the wheel -- in the afternoons, I've succumbed to the siren lure of fresh, strong coffee in the morning, punctuated by the occasional cup of jasmine tea during the day.
For now, I'm still in the "WHEEEE! I'm alert and active and brimming with brilliant ideas!" stage, but any day now, it's gonna turn into the "God Damn It Where Are My ****ing Keys Why do You People HIDE Shit From Me? AAAARGH!" stage.
Maybe.
On the other claw, since I'm working, I've actually got an outlet for the drug-induced energy and focus.
And I don't get The Crave for it on the weekends, though I sleep pretty soundly.
On the gripping hand, I was disproportionately pissed when I got home earlier this week, and the phone and broadband were down, and oh LORD, you don't want to hear me when I get home to find that someone's parked in my usual parking place (every. day. this. week.) and I have to try to parallel-park my little no-power-steering Aspire.
For right now, though, I'm upbeat and happy and feel like singing and dancing pretty much all the time!
And boy, do I feel guilty about it....
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Date: 2007-05-18 04:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-18 05:06 pm (UTC)(Wait, I do that when I'm NOT caffeinated...)
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Date: 2007-05-18 05:56 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-18 06:01 pm (UTC)Combined with "No Attention Span".
I HAVE had bouts of apnea, according to Quel, who would freak out when I stopped breathing. Another reason to lose weight, I suspect.
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Date: 2007-05-18 06:49 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-18 07:01 pm (UTC)...okay, who am I kidding?
*guzzles another cola*
Also, the irony:
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Date: 2007-05-18 10:24 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-19 07:15 am (UTC)Yes, a toothbrush.
If you start to feel tired while driving, stick the brush in your mouth and rub your teeth with it. Gums too. Chew on it, maybe.
It. Works. Wonders.
This was a valuable tip from my Las Vegas ER physician (New Mexico, not NV), about half an hour after I flipped (and totaled) my second car due to driver's seat narcolepsy. (don't worry, I just had a seat-belt welt and an air-bag abrasion, despite the horizontal 1080).
Since then (10 years ago), I've had zero incidents. Occasional yawning yields toothbrush fun, and cleaner teeth (though I don't use toothpaste -- hard to put on the brush while driving, and where do you spit?). It also works as a hunger staver far better than a bag of Fritos.
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Date: 2007-05-19 09:58 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-21 11:02 pm (UTC)