[Insert vaguely witty reference to coffee here]
Note to self: In future, consider eating something before consuming vast quantities of coffee*. Whoah, I feel spacy (yet sort of hyper).
Upon further reflection: Actually, this is quite fun. And I seem to be writing stuff. Not least the few hundred words I scribbled in the Q-bar whilst consuming said quantities of coffee (the idea being that a change of scenery might help with writer's block).
General observation: Hmm, curious: I had an idea that worked. This doesn't usually happen.
Additional note to self: Have more ideas.
Upon further reflection: Or possibly more coffee.
Final conclusion: Actually, it probably was the coffee.
Now, what did I do with that cafetière? Someone better not be making herbal infusions with it again...
*This isn't why I keep getting insomnia, by the way. I usually don't drink much coffee. But, you know, seeing as I'm having trouble sleeping anyway...
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I actually started drinking coffee when I was four, but now I have been drinking gun powder tea instead. It hasn't made me sparkly, witty, or gunpowdery at all, just sort of sleepy and airy.
Every time I drink too much coffee, I always end up convinced I can actually feel my blood bubbling and rushing along in my veins. Fully convinced. Its actually quite an unpleasant feeling and normally I end up drinking lots of water and eating lots of bread to try to combat it. Which now I come to think of it, is more of an anti-hangover measure to be undertaken in the middle of the night before sleeping. Never makes a blind bit of difference in either case really.
So, here we are. Two art historians talking about coffeine. Are you already at sleep, OPC?
Well, the coffee certainly didn't help me sleep: probably should have stopped at just the three cups, though - on reflection six or seven might have been a touch too many.
Erm, there was method behind the madness (if not very sound method). You know how you get that sort of low a couple of hours after a cup of coffee? Well, just how tired would you feel if you'd had six or seven cups instead of that one? Very, as it turns out. Still didn't sleep, though. You'd be amazed at just how acutely aware of the roundness of his own eyeballs a person can become.
Thankfully, have slept a bit since, though. Usually at the wrong times, but beggars, choosers, etc.
Ooh, a new reader! Why does that always happen when I have no time for commenting, blogging and the like? Anyway, I do now, briefly. So, hi, Aimee.
And to both you and Taiga: I have yet to be bored by an art historian. Admittedly, you're the only two I've met (or whatever the internet equivalent is), but you know...
Nice to meet you :)
A bit of advice - don't trouble yourself to go out of the way to meet more art historians. In my experience 95% of them are worse than dull. Worse than dull being so dull that they border on interesting...until you remember that finding someone who really is THE most boring person in the world is NOT an exciting event to boast about.
Do we get to find out more about these enigmatic few hundred words?
I recommend strong coffee at 4am (having gone to bed at 8pm the previous evening, mind) for optimum writingness. Or that could just be me. Never more than two cups in a day, though, OPC you crazy fool!
I like the look of the Q Bar, but have not yet been in there. Nor shall I have an opportunity to, not until the summer, anyway. Bah.
I just had a lunch with a most interesting contemporary Thai artist. We talked about coffee drinking. Cant't even change the subject. Bah.
I would like to retract my earlier statement, as it is in actual fact a rather sweeping and offensive statement.
What I should have said was that 95% of the wannabe art historians I have thus far encountered are dull. 'Wannabe' referring in particular to my fellow art history students currently studying for a BA Hons alongside me at university.
I don't mind too much if its still essentially a relatively offensive statement. So long as the 5% of them that I like dont take offense ;)
Aimee, I am so dull it makes me wonder every day how boring one can actually be, but at least I never take any offence, especially if someone's right about the relatively immense amount of dullness amongst art historians.
I also wish I could write a sentence without falling asleep whilst writing it. OPC, I think I might have found a solution to your insomnia. Possibly.
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