Milk. Coffee. Sweetness and light. Ignore the world. Even though several parts of it will come through the door at work to disrupt my almost-zen-like peace of mind. In a few hours.
Must. Drink. Less. Tea. During. The. Work. Day.
Main reason being that I am wired to the tits by mid-afternoon, and near-insane by nightfall. Yes, it is tasty hydration, and tea has anti-oxidants. Keeps one from oxidizing. No rust for the wicked.
But I am an altogether spare man.
Consuming too much caffeine does weird things.
A minor amount of stimulation is fine.
Rely on Marinites for the rest.
Ugh. Marin! Good lord.
More caffeine.
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