I’ve been a little too busy these last couple of weeks and been lacking too much sleep. I got pressured to having a few sips of green tea at work today which is currently keeping me up. I’m hypersensitive to caffeine so I can’t even have a sip of coffee or a bite of tiramisu (yes, even in the morning) without spending the night wide-eyed and sour. People don’t seem to understand that it’s not a joke or how serious it is and because I’m such a pushover, I deal with this quite often. It doesn’t help that I fucking love tea. Fuck, London Fog, Tit Kwun Yum, Yerba-fucking-Mate — I love all that shit. On a very rare occasion I’ll treat myself to a cup, knowing very well that I’ll deal with the consequence of a shitty sleepless night.
I’ve had other reactions. You know those itty bottles of 5-hour energy drinks? Yeah, I had one once and I peed five times within an hour. It sucked.
It kind of sucks that buying a coffee for someone is such a regular custom. The same goes for bubble tea with the Asians. You have no idea how many beverages I have let go to waste and how many disappointed oh’s I have dealt with when I tell people I don’t drink caffeine. Sometimes if it’s a tea, I just take the hit, especially when someone is waiting for me to try it, just so I don’t have to deal with the disappointment. I love tea but not enough to always deal with the insomnia that comes afterwards. Please be a dear buy me some gin instead.
Bah. I wish I could be like the fiends that caffeine have little to no effect on. I guess tea’s greener on the other side.
2:12AM