This log entry powered by Penguin Caffeinated Peppermints (3 = the equivalent of one cola)
Driving at night with little sleep, I relied on these babies to get me through. I’m home safe and sound. I’m also actually asleep while I type this and mobile only through the sheer volume of caffeine coursing through my system. I’m thinking this must be very akin to how zombies feel; I mean, they’re dead but still mobile. Thought patterns are a little kludgy but are sufficient to type this entry. The screen is sort of swaying in and out and I believe I can see all the little pixels forming and unforming for each letter as the monitor refreshes every billionth of a second.
And my tounge is numb from all the peppermint.
So, goodnight all. And remember, cars don’t kill people, caffeine overdosed numb-tounged peppermint fiends on an hour’s sleep kill people. But their breath smells good…