But on the other hand, my body also really likes getting home earlier in the day. So I get up.
Consequently, I have been stumbling around like a damn fool until it gets to be around 11 or so and I can have a Diet Coke. I can't have any soda earlier in the day, otherwise, ugh ... rotgut. So at any given moment between 7:30 and 10:45 this is my thought pattern:
I am so tired.
I wish it was time for my Diet Coke.
It is so unfair that I don't have a bed in my cubicle.
Man, I'm tired.
If only someone would invent a caffeinated breakfast drink.
.... (Fantasizing about what this wonder drink would be like. Fruity? Oatmealy?) ....
Wait a minute. They already did, it's called coffee. You've heard of it ... the most popular drink of ALL TIME! moron.
Holy cow, I'm so tired. My brain is completely gone.
The sad part about this story, is that I'm not joking in the slightest. Almost every single day I think about this, always somehow forgetting about coffee. Caffeinated breakfast drink, indeed.
[Although seriously, I think this would be a good idea ... something suitable for breakfast that would have about as much caffeine as a Diet Coke. You know a nice little perk up drink, not one that turns your cardiovascular system into that of a rabbit's. And while I'm making up perfect requirements, lets have it be calorie/fat free. Drinkmasters of World, get on it. And don't forget me when doling out royalties.]