hangover07 May 2004
One of my favourite things in the world are Penguin Mints. They are not only excellent mints with none of the weird aftertaste or meat products* of Altoids, but they are caffeinated. Yes, caffeinated peppermints. What more could you want? I buy them by the case. I also buy the decaf mints, which may not have the kick but they’re just a darn good mint.
Yesterday I had a tin of the full-octane mints open on my desk while I was working and I just kept absentmindedly eating them. Before I knew it I was done with the entire box. Uh oh.
On the box it says that three mints are equivalent to one cola beverage, which means I had gulped down somewhere between fourteen and twenty cokes before I realized what I had done. And even worse, there’s sort of a lag between the time you eat them and the time the big caffiene bang actually fully comes on. Try to imagine the feeling of dread I had.
It actually wasn’t all that awful. I got a lot accomplished, although I had to keep walking up the stairs because I was vibrating through the molecules of the floor and falling through to the office below.
This morning, though: ugh. I didn’t think you could get a caffeine hangover. I slept straight through the night–which is a miracle, considering–but it feels like I didn’t sleep at all and someone was standing over me pounding me with a stick the whole time. I am tired and sluggish and grumpy.
I suppose the solution to that is….more caffeine!Posted on 07 May 2004 • in blog-archive •