I’ve consumed more caffeine today than I have in entire months. Here’s everything that’s gone into my mouth in the last 12 hours.
-A can of Starbucks double-shot espresso and cream. It was about half the size of a can of Red Bull. That was breakfast.
-An actual can of Red Bull (no, not the can.)
-Dinner. Stir-fried mushrooms and baked potato chunks and garlic breadsticks. It was yummy.
-A 100 Grand bar and a bar of plain Hershey’s chocolate. I ate them both in the space of a one-hour movie at my friend’s house.
-A Jolt Cola, which I drank on the way home. This was back around 12:30 AM, and I also drove by a couple of cops who were checking out an abandoned car, so I nearly ran reds the whole way home, paranoid that some wacked-out weirdo would come out of the shadows with a tire iron and do something screwed up.
-Half a bowl of popcorn, in a vain effort to get my kidneys to stop eating themselves.
-A can of Coke. In this case, it was hair of the dog.
I know Dopers can beat that, because, heck, you’re Dopers. I suppose it could be worse. I actually did meet someone who went into cardiac arrest from drinking Mountain Dew. How does one do that, you ask? One drinks 52 cans in six hours when one weighs about 100 pounds. Don’t ask why, I don’t know.
Downside: I have to get up at 8 AM. That’s in five hours, and my brain is in full-on supercomputer mode. Maybe I can go buy another one of those doubleshot thingies. Them’s tasty.
P.S. This little binge may also account for my unusually high and unusually pointless post count today.
Tsk tsk tsk. Daowajan, you have to work on that regimen (but keep that dinner, it sounds delicious).
Keep that intake up for a few weeks. Then add coffee to it. After that, add more pop in. You can do it!
On an average day for me:
– 20oz of Diet Mountain Dew
– 20oz of Diet Pepsi
– two cups of coffee
– cup of tea
– 2 or 3 cans of Tab (yeah, baby, it’s Tab!)
– more Diet Mountain Dew
I really wish they made Diet Jolt. Sugar does nothing for me, and I can’t stand the taste of regular pop. I just need the caffeine, man! I don’t even get a buzz from it anymore. I can consume enough caffeine to stop an elephant and I might feel slightly more alert than usual.
Of course, if I don’t have any caffeine for too long… you don’t want to see.
(And you don’t want to hear about the time when, having two ginormous school projects to finish quickly, I was up for almost two days straight and popped an extra strength caffeine pill every 5 hours or so.) (And no, I don’t make a habit of popping caffeine pills).
Let’s see, 9:41 AM, currently of cup no. 4 of hi-test (and that’s a Dunkin Donuts 16 oz cup, not any namby-pamby 8 oz-er). Will probably peak out at around 6-7 cups prior to going home. Then a refreshing iced coffee prior to bedtime.
And this is a slow day. On a good day my caffeine induced vibrations set off destructuve harmonics in nearby churches.
Me, yet another caffeine junkie. Boy, I just hope somebody doesn’t wise up and when they’re done with drugs, booze and cigarrettes they don’t pick un us.
Same here, I’m practically addicted to the stuff - you don’t want to see me deprived of my regular caffeine fix… Its when drink an entire cafetiere of coffee, and feel no change in my level of alertness!
Same here, I’m practically addicted to the stuff - you don’t want to see me deprived of my regular caffeine fix… Its when drink an entire cafetiere of coffee, and feel no change in my level of alertness!
Four 16 oz. cups of coffee for breakfast, and about 10 more cups (same size) throughout the day, plus the occasional Coke or Mountain Dew for a change.
I can drink an entire pot of coffee right before bedtime and have no trouble at all sleeping.
Hmm. Buy caffeinated water: make coffee. Anyone else ever had Vietnamese coffee? Perfect. It’s like drinking hot coffee ice cream. Actually, I’m a tea addict. I can go through three pots or more a day, by myself… although I’m sure there’s someone here who’ll chime in presently to say that s/he drinks EIGHT pots a day…
We had a wonderful relationship, caffeine and I. The memories are oh so sweet.
But then, I discovered that caffeine whe I wasn’t looking, caffeine was not being very nice to me. The time we spent together was making me tired. Interfering with the effectiveness of meds that I take. The meds started complaining. Sigh.
Something had to give. So, I slowly started disentangling myself from the caffeine addiction.
We’re still friends, caffeine and I. We say hello to each other every morning, and chat a little in the afternoon. But it’s not an all-day-every-day obsession any more.
It’s working. We get along better now. My meds are much happier.
But…I do miss those days sometimes. The days where I wouldn’t be anything resembling functional until my third 16 ounce cup. The nights where I wouldn’t even start to get tired until one am.