Getting wired, the old fashioned way
October 9, 2008 2:18 pm
So I’ve started drinking coffee.
This may seem a completely mundane statement — akin to saying something like “I am wearing underwear” or “I drove my car to work today” — so perhaps I should provide a little background:
I generally avoid caffeine and other mind-altering substances (always have, and likely always will be, drug-free — provided you don’t count alcohol :P), and I just could never get into the flavor of coffee. I always felt that if I wanted to drink something that tasted like the inside of a sweaty shoe, I’d just go straight to the source and save myself the $1.95.
That said, I have, in the past, occasionally partaken in various novelty coffee drinks — Lattes, Cappucinos, Mochas, etc. When Charlie’s Coffee Bar & Gallery was open (long ago, in the before-time), I would now and then treat myself to a sweet drink. But as a general rule, I would tell them to “hold the espresso.” Not for any moral or sociological reasons or anything — but just because my body is so damned sensitive to caffeine!
See — this is how I figure it — I drink so little caffeine my brain is uber-intolerant to its effects and so the tiniest amount has a really potent effect on me. Seriously. If I even so much as smell espresso, I’m hyper for 20 minutes.
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