caffeinated.
that’s exactly what i tweeted some 45 minutes ago…
i am not an avid coffee-drinker, but now and then, when the mood strikes, i treat myself to a cup. tonight, after two bowls of pasta (yes, i was starved and tired from work), i decided to join my dad, mom and brother for some after-dinner coffee at home. nothing brewed and fancy, just some 3-in-1 diluted in hot water, but with a twist.
fresh from his holiday stash, my dad opened a bottle of kahlua and we decided to mix in a shot (or two) for that added oomph
i don’t know exactly what prompted me to even drink coffee tonight. maybe i wanted to warm up a bit with the cooler evenings we’ve been getting lately, but what was i thinking? i’m looking at the clock, and it’s half past midnight, and i’m wide awake (thus this very late blog post). tonight, i had wanted to fight my insomnia and sleep earlier since i was up ‘til 1am yesterday finishing up a presentation for work. but forget it, it’s not gonna happen. how is it even possible that you’re physically tired, but mentally awake? my weary self is already shaking its head and thinking i really couldn’t have picked a better time to treat myself with some caffeine boost.
note to self: perhaps next time, put less coffee and more kahlua in the cup.
