over the past week Bob has preformed an experiment on himself. no, not the werewolf syrum again, a different one. after someone pointed out the fact that although i am young i am completely addicted to caffine (if you count 2 cups of coffee and a Vault almost ever day addicted...) so i decided to try someting. for three days i had no caffine and for the rest of the week after that i had only 1/2 cup of milked dow coffee in the morning to keep me from litteraly falling asleep on my text books. this was the most terrible week of my life.
i woke up day 1 (monday, last week) and after barely keeping myself awake by shocking myself with a 9-volt every few minutes i got a headache. it was not fun, in fact it was downright painful. after that (teehee) i became sluggish and tired. not a fun day.
day 2: another headache, not as bad. not so tired
day 3: no headache, tired.
now after this i began having coffee, 1/2 cup filled the rest of the way with milk. this was because i dropped instantly from Bs to Cs in school the day i stopped caffine. this increase raised my grades to passable Cs. each day after that i had only a little coffee, enough to get me up, no more. days seemed longer, much more boring. everything seemed stale, flat and unprofitable. it just generaly sucked.
but today i was liberated from my gloomy fate, and one of my first actions out of bed was to drink a pot of hazlenut coffee, gulp down a 32 oz mt dew and sit happily on the buzz for a while.
i was told that i should stop being addicted, so i tried it. i didn't like it. people seem to use mcfly lodgic when debating why not to be addicted to caffine.
"why not?"
"It'll stunt your growth." then they look at over-six-foot bob and curse.
"so why not?"
"you shouldn't be addicted to anything at your age!" if we realize it or not, we're almost all addicted to something.
i think partialy this was an experiment to see if i had the will to stop drinking it. i surprised myself in that way, i thought i'd come rushing back to my Life Juice in a day, kissing it and saying that we'd never break up again. i guess it didn't go that way. still, i learned a lot from this experience. now i just need to figure out what.
also, don't forget to check out the revenge song!
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About Me
- Bob son of Bob
- WI, United States
- How to explain...remember that bad dream you had a while ago? remember that horrible unseen thing that chased you through the streets while nobody answered your screams for help or your banging at the door? that was me.
36 comments:
Oh dear. I love coffee. For a while I wasn't really drinking much, but when I did I'd drink a lot.
Now I have to dirnk coffee in the morning. It's automatic to get a mug, put creamer in it, pour the coffee and watch Golden Girls until my brain is able to function properly.
I can't and wont give it up.
You are my hero for even trying.
Oh god, I've got a headache thinking about it.
teehee. i've been up for a total of ofur hours and i've already had as many cups of Sweet Love (coffee). oh how i missed you!
You've seen House, right? There's one episode where they tell House to stop taking the medicine he's addicted to, after he claims he's not addicted. He does, and it plays hell with him - at the end of the episode, one of my favorite exchanges takes place between him and Wilson.
House, reluctantly: Well... you were right. I am an addict...
Wilson: Well, that's good; the first step to recovering is admitting you have a problem-
House: ...But I don't have a problem.
Then he just walks away.
I like that "Revenge" song, btw. It's like the light-hearted version of "The Mariner's Revenge Song" by The Decemberists.
interesting.
Ha ha!
I ran out of creamer and had to improvise.
When in doubt, hot coco mix and honey.
Never forget it.
Ellen says hi.
hi
i never shall. i've done coco when i feel mochaish but i've run out of mix. have i ever told you people about my Caffine Stash? in a small hidden compartment built into my closet roof i have a huge selection of energy drinks and coffee mixes. they must remain hidden as ethan will litteraly go into my room and take food, then deny that he did it until i am forced to set up a camera, at which point he gets mad for me not trusting him, even though i have conclusive proof that he steals from me.
okay, i'm sane now. 145 days...
Good, it's a very handy thing to remember. Because honey and coco mix are both extremely cheap.
I don't have a stash of anything.
I have a few suckers and a piece of gum in my purse that no one knows about.
Maybe I should start one.
it's a good idea, whatever your favorite and most expensive food/drink is, save up several boxes/bottles and the next time you have a huge craving it's right there. keep it out of sight, not necessarily away from people but away from yourself, becuase if you're constantly looking at your stash it won't last.
I'll have to do that. Hide it in my closet. Considering I don't like going in there, it will work out for the best.
In case you've been missing my blogging, I'll be back by next weekend!!
My computer has been shipped!
yay! i have a love/hate relationship with things coming in the mail. because first you have that nice feeling of something nice coming at an unexpected time, but you also have the nagging "when will it get here" pain that seems to go with it.
I know exactly what you mean. But I have a arrival date.
=)
Between the 14th and the 16th.
ah. i had a re-enactment sword due to arrive on the 2nd one time. it got here on the 12th. don't trust them, the UPS guy very often is evil and lying, like my brother...
We have two mail people.
A very sweet lady who always delivers us the proper mail.
And a gay man who is always, and when I was always I don't mean that as like, most of the time. I mean it like ALWAYS on his cell phone.
Every time we have him we see him with his cell phone glued to his ear.
I dislike him because he is not only annoying, but never gives us all of our mail. He forces us to walk down the street to another house to get out proper mail.
creepy, we have a nice mail lady and an annoying guy too. she's very nice, i think she's part (asian) indian and she needs a better dye job on her hair. the guys a crabby son of a mumble. woe to him who attempts to have a conversation or god forbid forget to put the flag up when we need mail taken...
we usualy get the lady though, which is lucky for the guy because if they had him on full time i'd be messing with him whenever he came around. that's my favorite hobby, messing with people.
If we had the gay guy everday I'd have a heart attack. I'd pass out right in the driveway when he went by.
The chances of him noticing are slim, but it would funny.
yeah, i think if i died right in the middle of the front lawn as the crabby mail guy delivered our mail he'd probably mutter something about us stupid punk kids and drive off.
UPDATE:
coffee+coffee+Vault+Mt.Dew+whole-
packofNerdsatonce=FUN!
I'm drinking some coffee right now as I type this! Yay me!!
I will have to try that because it sounds like a most pleasent caffiene buzz.
O_O
I dislike the mail people.
as do i. i think they're planning something.
Le gasp.
Possibly a revolt?
Instead of kindly and semi-kindly delievering our mail, they will start to scatter it all over the street and let cars run over it.
Oh god, now I'm panicking! My magazines!
NO! my guns and ammo! come baaaack...!!!
good god they must be stopped!
I'M BACK!!!!! hooray!!!!!!!
how've you been? oh my gosh, i just realized something HILARIOUS but actually..... you wouldn't think so. because it involves a guy you don't know and a tv show you've never seen. i'll have to tell him later... okay, so i'm going to go out and frolic in the nice weather and possibly make a snow angel. see ya!!!! p.s. i'm so happy to talk to everyone again..... wow.
I am now fearing mail people.
What if my computer never gets here because of their evil?!?!
then we chall go rambo on their butts and liberate it!
wow, you are weird...... but i've known that for..... what's it been now? a year and a half since i met you? and you ungrateful little swine, you wouldn't even say hi to me. jerk. *sulks and pouts* i missed talking to you, you know that?!?! well, now that that's over.... i'm not going to be able to check your blog until i go home from church. and anyway, i'll see you there. so.... GOSH. well, bye, see you there. i love you, but HONESTLY, you annoy me beyond belief. RANT RANT RANT. goodbye.
yay, the Other Person who reads my blog is back!
ya, see you at church where we will have the privelage to work for hours. again.
i annoy everyone beyond belief, it's what Bob does. speaking of which, i think i go on some extreme left wing people forums now and tell them all that i gave my kid his first rifle at 5 years old. heehee.
Rambo seems a little too extreme. I was just thinking like...scaring them.
IT'S HERE!!! MY COMUPTER FINALLY GOT HERE TODAY!!!
I posted pretty pictures.
=)
gosh, i'm really sorry about that rant. i mean, i was just.... making a big deal about nothing. and don't refer to as Other Person EVER AGAIN!!!! alright, i'm sane now..... actually, we might have about fifteen minutes to hang out tonight. you never know. thanks for being patient with me..... ish..... ((Zeke)) EVIL OVERLORD!!!!! have you checked out the Page of Paranoia yet? it's sweet for a conspiracy theory person like you. i mean they have a random conspiracy theory generator. it's awesome. i have to go now. bye.
i'm so depressed. seriously. goodnight.
you okay? you seem (here+at church) a bit down. sorry about jerks and people generaly sucking, but spring break's coming and in a few months summer, try to hold out 'til then. if you need anything call/email/comment at me.
jerks i can deal with. it's just a lot of stuff that's happening in my life that i can't tell you or Ethan. it's really really sad and frustrating. that's why i'm depressed and angry most of the time now. thank you for caring, though. that's nice of you. yeah, having friends is nice. see ya. sie liebt dich ja ja ja!!! okay then..... i think i'll go do homework and listen to music. music because it helps, homework because it also helps (plus it needs to be done). :) goodbye. have a very nice day. thanks again. see ya.
p.s. and i think that, for you, hugging a person is better than hugging a tree. because hugging a person, well, no one will think anything of it. but if you hug a tree, people will think you're a liberal hippie type. which you, obviously, are not. well, yeah, bye again. und ich weiss gar nicht wer 'sie' ist, aber sie liebt dich sehr! na, das war ein Witz. sie liebt dich nicht. translation: and i absolutely do not know who 'she' is, but she loves you a lot! meh, that was a joke. she does not love you. bad translation, ich weiss, aber ich spreche nicht sehr gut Deutsch. why am i so reluctant to leave the computer?! oh yeah, homework. that would make any sane person want to stay here forever. but we're not sane, right?! so, off to the sprawling fangs of monotony!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! CHARGE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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