Wow, I am continuously amazed by the wondrous effects of drinking a Triple Mocha Latte. Man, I hate coffee, but I can put enough sugar and milk in it to get through it and onto greater things: namely, a massive high. I’m not really an advocate of drug use, but this stuff is good. Last night I had me one at around 8pm, and that was a mistake (the timing, anyway) ’cause I was up until nearly 3am buzzin’ all around the room. It was evident to those around me cause my deep southern drawl didn’t kick in until 2:30am, whereas it usually comes steppin’ out with all its garbled glory a little after midnight. Whew! This’un I had this mornin’ll keep me going until at least 3 or 4 this afternoon.
I’d talk atcha more, but I’m fixin’ to go do a Psych journal write-up… boy those are worthless.
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