You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them.
You can jump-start your car
without cables.
You ski uphill.
You're so wired, your ears pick
up AM radio.
You can outlast the Energizer
bunny.
Your eyes stay open when you
sneeze.
You look at energy drinks and
laugh really really loud!
Just a couple of my favourites selected from a page on jokes4us.com. I am not a habitual coffee drinker, I only had my first cup of caffeinated coffee on Thursday and it was a very... interesting experience. But not one I will be reliving any time soon, that's for sure. I like the flavour of coffee but I'm used to drinking decaf, and I think for the well being of myself (and the well being of the ear canals of the people around me) I will be sticking with that for the foreseeable future.I don't know why I bought a caffeinated latte on a whim, but I was with friends and they seemed surprised it wasn't something I'd done sooner, so I thought why not. And from the moment that cup touched my lips until I fell asleep later that night I don't think I stopped talking. I reckon in the space of 9 hours I talked more than I had done in total in the past week. I'm surprised I didn't give myself a repetitive strain injury in my jaw, and my thumbs for that matter which were flying across my phone keyboard at a speed I believe to be a personal record. A two and a half hour conversation about sexuality, weeaboos and relationships coupled with later conversations with friends online lead to a few comments such as "I've never seen you talk this much." Yeah. You and me both. And I've been inside this head for almost 16 years. I often talk about staying up late at night, and on a normal day usually I do feel tired by about 12.30 but sometimes I just get too caught up in YouTube to care. That night I didn't get tired at all. Not even when it hit 2.30 did I feel anything. The only reason I did eventually go to sleep at 3am was because in the back of my head I knew I had to. In the back of my head I knew I'd be getting up in four hours, and I hadn't completely lost all sense so I knew four hours sleep was at least better than none.
Of course caffeine affects everyone differently, and I'd often wondered how
it'd affect me. But I never figured I'd be the kind of coffee drinker that
needs to come with a warning label. The kind of coffee drinker that people
avoid in the mornings because that's just too much energy to have to deal with
before 9am even if you've already had coffee yourself. If there was any movie
character I identified with on a seriously deep level in that moment, it
was this one.
It provided amazing fuel for
catching up on three days of journal entries I had missed. I've gotten into a
havit of doing that, If I'm too lazy to write a journal entry one night I'll
just leave it to the next night which then means I'd have to write twice as
much. I need to stop doing that because I'm afraid that there will come a time
when I'll just stop updating regularly altogether and let everything pile up
and up until eventually I won't remember a single thing that happened while I
wasn't writing. Even leaving it for three days leaves me scratching my head
trying to remember some things that happened. But it made me realise something;
it's not updating it every single day that's important to me, as long as at
least have a pretty detailed record of each day (no matter when it gets
written) then I'm happy. That's all I need, something that will allow me to
look back on 2016 in its entirety and actually have a detailed first hand
account of things that happened as the year went on. I had to buy myself a
backup journal because the one I am currently using is almost out of pages and
we're not even half way through the year yet. Four and a half months worth of
entries looks like a hell of a lot when you actually see it on paper. And it's
only just over one third of the year... I'm surprised I was able to keep it up
for so long. I'm definitely considering keeping a journal next year too. It
ends up being a useful thing to have, having a detailed account of everything
that's happened and being able to flick back through it whenever you forget
something.
So in a way I have been writing
a lot this year, more than I ever have before, it's just non-fictional writing
as opposed to my usual attempts at stories that never end up going anywhere.
With regards to the story I have been working on for the past few months I am
currently referring to myself as "taking a break from it."
Or more honestly put; I hit a wall and I'm not sure if it's the
"end-of-the-line" wall that I hit with all my other stories or just a
temporary wall that just needs a bit of time before it crumbles. I'm really
hoping it crumbles sometime soon because I had so much faith in this story and
I don't want to admit defeat any time soon.
Or maybe I just need to find a
way to climb the wall... Hm.
