Ack! Too much coffee, too much stress, too many ideas spamming my brain, fingers twitching too hard to type, going to implode . . .
*POP*
Public service announcement: It is possible to OD on coffee. *twitch*
*whimper* My brain hurts.
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“Public service announcement: It is possible to OD on coffee. *twitch*”
Years ago, when I first began gaming with my group of friends back in Houston, we had an incident of that sort.
It was our very first game together. We gamed late at night, since all of us were students and/or worked retail, and didn’t have anything resembling a set schedule. We’d start at, oh, 11 or midnight, and go to 4 or 5 in the morning.
(Man, I miss that. But anyway…)
Two of the guys there wanted to make sure they’d stay awake. So they took a small handful of No-Doze and drank a six-pack of Coke.
Each.
By the end of the night, both were hyper, nauseated, and Bodie swore that the walls were changing color on him…