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26 January 2006
I bought a pack of these at an italian specialty shop last night. It's like chewable coffee crack.
Oh I used to love those! I didn't know they still made them. You used to be able to buy them at the rest stops on the NJ turnpike of all weird places and I would always stock up. They pack a wallop, there is some serious caffeine in there. Also, be careful lest you end up like me: start with pocket coffee, move on to chocolate covered espresso beans.
I once ate a whole bag of chocolate covered expresso beans in a kind of obsessive snacky way, not knowing what that would do to me. Other than almost dying of tremors and achieving a kind of hyperstimulated reverse torpor where I was so wired I was almost comatose, my most notable feat was a PERFECT enraged monkey impression clinging to the security gate of a closed store, my sister had to punch me in the kidney like ten times to get me down.
These are really kicking in. I working on a project involving the transfer of code numbers from a java database to a spreadsheet. I've caught myself singing the code numbers in a voice somewhere between David Clayton Thomas & Wesley Willis.
I can kick in a 100 dinara(?) bill from Yugoslavia (Jugoslavije) with a picture of Nicola Tesla looking mad scientific and one "Hunk Buck" from a male strip club that someone gave me and that I've held on to in case a situation arises where having that inadvertently fall out of my wallet might be mortally embarassing, just because, what a way to go....
When I lived in Florida, all my younger workers seemed to eat was Power Bars and all they seemed to drink was Red Bull. It was way too Kafka/Jetsons-esque for me.
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