Coffee!
So despite the MBTA fire problem (just one of many this month) and the fact that I had to walk half of my commute in 90 degree sunshine and despite the fact that I worked until almost 8:00 PM and am still working (writing) I'm not tired! Not remotely. I think I know why.
I had three coffee drinks today. Usually I have one. Today I had three. That's two more than most days. And wow, I'm not sleepy. Not even a little. I'm a little scared that I'll never be sleepy again. Or that coffee will be my gateway drug to dieting pills (don't those have speed or am I remembering my after school specials wrong?) and then to real speed and then to cocaine and then to rehab and then to my triumphant career comeback on Dancing With the Stars. Oh man. That sounds sad.
Maybe I'll just have one coffee tomorrow.