A Good Imagination and a Pile of Junk

One of the things in “Daniel Amen”’s book of things Mikey does to exhaserbate his ADD (among which are pretty much all the things that make me me, which ought to be a shock to precisely no one) is consume caffeine as a self-medication.

My caffeine intake primarily comes from diet soda, namely Diet Mountain Dew and Coke Zero.  And I drink (drank) those at a rate of about 4 liters a day.

Now I know that’s bad and I even have some grasp of how bad it actually is; so upon reading that I decided I was going to knock that shit off.  Not completely of course.  I’m not fool enough to think that quitting caffeine cold turkey has a snowball’s chance in hell of succeeding.

But I decided not to have it in the fridge any more.  Sure I need to go grab a Red Bull to mitigate the headaches and I’ll suck down a Coke if I get pizza (also on the new ‘rarely’ list.) But no more daily trips to Key Food for 4 2-liter bottles of whichever of my poisons I hadn’t depleted their stock of completely.

So now that’s what I do.  Except today.  Today I’m sinking it like I invented it.  I bought a 2-liter zero and couldn’t wait so I also got a cold one at the stupidmarket to drink while I walked the two blocks home.

Because today I have an exceptional hangover and the market closed below 8000 and I just don’t give a shit.

*buurrrrp*