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is it even remotely possible to experience a caffeine-hungover?

i believe i had a coffee late, late last night. was under the impression that it was still around 9 or 10pm-ish at the most. truth was it’s more like 12 to 1am when i underwent that certain roasted bean consumption. yes, there were plenty of bars nearby, guess i was all none the wiser. so i started a lengthy restless struggle into hibernation around 3am only to find myself awake at 7am. tried hypnotizing myself back to sleep for an hour before giving up and started spending the next hour having staring contests with the ceiling, the window, the wall, and the mug on the table. mind you, am not exactly on the pumped-up-awake-bring-on-the-laundry kinda awakeness state. if i were, i’d have been up and organised a search party for the long-unseen neighbourhood cat already. but it feels more like my head is filled with helium air. i hope the barista didn’t actually punk’d me with caffeinated espresso or something. you know, maybe they’re bitter about having to work late on a friday night. cos if they were, then my faith in the last trace of humanity would be lost already. if you can’t rely on your coffee servers to provide you with time-appropriate coffee contents, then all hope is lost on the already tense hospitality industry. imagine your waiters serving sparkling instead of still, your cookie lady passing almond brownies as macadamia, or, or, your receptionist telling you that you have ‘20 inch tv in your hotel room while all along it was a ‘16 inch.

so seriously, is it mortally possible to experience caffeine-hungover?

and how i wish this blog thing had a spellcheck handy…

if you’ve recently spotted my twin running around town, you’d have noticed her spankin’ new John Bonhamesque ‘do. and contrary to popular belief, no, she hasn’t decided to carry around an octopus pet on her head. and no, she’s not currently into new age stuff that requires an entity to wear a mushroom as a hat. but yup, that thing you’d have witnessed covering the top of her think tank is an evidence of her coiffure casualty; the remnants of her epic battle with a korean hairdresser on the land of a hairdresser’s chair. and she definitely did not emerge unscathed.

sad thing really, she should have carried along some visual aids to assist in explaining things to miss pro hairdresser. she should have made it a point for layers to be done strictly below the ears (and if you don’t know what layers mean, then you haven’t been having problems with them, you should take a moment to heave a sigh of relief). she shouldn’t have let miss pro be the alpha in that relationship let alone get intimidated by the fact that miss pro was the one carrying the sharp object in that all-important shearing tradition. she should have shrieked when miss pro started pruning away a little too enthusiastically. or at least she could have lifted her hands up, and back away slowly. sad thing really, she didn’t.

all my twin can promise me now is to avoid repeat purchase from the same outlet. nu-uh. that and to never assume that the next mister and miss pros know best. cause she’s the consumer for goodness’ sake. and she’s the one who gets to endure the shame of any hairpocalypse. she learnt her lesson. 

so please, if you meet her or something, keep it light.       

i woke up with an epiphany today; that life, like home, is where you make it. if you make it out to be a downer, then all the candy-coated sprinkles of sunshine in the world won’t make a difference. however, if you make it out to be an appreciation towards all things awesome, then all the sleazeball happenings in the world won’t steal your daily fix of a smile. yep, counting one’s blessings is such an awesome thing to do. besides, i do believe that a lot of people seem to prefer hanging around the awesomeurs. see? spread some teeth-baring already.

so i figured i’d learn how to figure out the maths in thanksgiving (besides having whole turkeys on your dining table, of course). let’s see, the exams have been weighing down a lot on my poor soul lately. i even have one that requires four straight hours of staying put. that exam’s a big deal, at least for me. it’s a case study that requires some analysis which are pretty subjective in nature. and looking around my fellow marketing cohabitants, i can assure you that the word "intimidation" is substantially underrated in this context. but hey, at least i managed to finish mostly everything. at least i didn’t wake any of the omnivorous instincts that i usually got when my squishy spaghetti of a brain is being subjected to a little bit of labour. and above all, at least i could say that i learn something new from my exam that day. yes, my friend, i am now among the few citizens of the earth who have some marginal knowledge about none other than … the CHICKEN LENSES. you read that right. go ahead, you can bask in my awesomeness now. i’ll wait.

so, the weather is awesome today. the corporate coffee is heavensend awesome. the connex train? they can improve their awesome-factor. the songs, like the internet are thumbs up awesome. the computers in the library are mostly available, that’s so like a glass of awesome on the rocks. the back that is paining me, that’s awesome, i can still walk, besides, that’s an awesome way to remind me that posture-guarding is profoundly of something to note. the heavy duty exam next monday, if i could start studying now that would be awesome. won’t be able to blog till then though, despite all the awesome things that i have in mind. but that’s awesome. everyone needs a little sabbatical now and then; it’s awesome for the soul. 

talk soon?

awesome.