I think caffeinated energy drinks epitomise food and drink evil, so it shits me that I have resorted to having two a day while red-lining on sleep deprivation this week. They give me shaky hands and occasional heart palpitations, and not particularly loud noises make me jump. I imagine this is what methamphetamine feels like to people who normally consume caffeine. But I am getting heaps of work done. Very quickly. Last night I dreamt that I decided to take cocaine, which suggests that at a subconscious level I equate caffeine with a class A narcotic. Maybe I should become a Mormon. . .
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