My friend Xkot made a very amusing post about coffee this morning, and it reminded me of my love/hate relationship I have with that beverage. Let me say first off that I am in no way shape or form, a morning person. Don't talk to me, don't look at me, don't get near me until I have been up for at least an hour. This makes for very interesting relationships, especially right now since I'm dating a morning person. Anyone who can wake up "bright eyed and busy tailed" at 6am needs drugs.

My mother is somewhat the same way. She doesn't want anyone to bother her until after she has had her 2 cups of coffee. She has been trying to get me to drink coffee for as long as I can remember, she says that it will help me be a nicer person in the morning. Yeah right. It would take more than coffee for that to happen. ;)

I have given in from time to time and drank the stuff and it does help me stay awake. However, if you were to look at what I was drinking, it was more like I had a small amount of coffee with my cream and sugar. The only time that I have been completely wired was when I had some that had been sweetened to the point that it tasted like vanilla and chocolate... it was very good and I ended up not sleeping that night cause I got so wired.

So why am I babbling about coffee? No clue. Boredom, perhaps, and the fact that I haven't posted anything in a long damn time on this blog. Plus I'm also trying to stay awake at work... maybe I should go get some coffee right now.