drug-addled

When Karl and I met, neither of us had a coffee habit. After spending three years in an office with free coffee, I now find myself wanting a dose to force my drooping eyelids to open. Meanwhile, Karl is beginning to purchase coffee-based drinks when all he used to want in CBTL was weak tea or sugary shakes.

Note, however, that I don't particularly think caffeine makes me effective. Right now I am hopped up on the substance but can't write for shit. I feel awake but fidgety. I hope Karl never gets to this point.