*misses coffee*
Sep. 12th, 2005 11:17 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jebbypalSiiigh, nothing like another dose of anxiety to make you miss what you gave up due to anxiety!
Basically, yes, I miss my coffee. The taste, the jolt, all of it except for the out of control emotions and panic attacks it is prone to causing me if I have a tad over a certain stress level.
And no, tea is not a good substitute. And don't even mention decaf to me.
All of this was brought on by the fact that I think my boss printed out a job opportunity and left it for me on my desk. I think anyways. I certainly don't remember printing it out. Why would I when I can just keep it in my inbox and easily ignore it once it falls down five or six lines.
That and the annual "on campus recruiting" drives have started. The uncertainty of knowing whether I can graduate by next summer (cause I mean come on, I have the next Committee meeting from hell wherein I have to prove they did the right thing to keep me in the program to face, and THEN I still have to get permission to write. Not to mention actually publish two papers) without the additional fun anxiety that I always get from change. As much as I look forward to leaving philly, I will be the first to say that I don't do well with change. At all. Hell, generally the start of fall classes is enough to put me into a three week funk.
Siiiiigggghh. *longs for coffee* Ah well, one thing about the trip to NY, it will be coffee filled since the auditorium they always have it in is generally about oh, 55 degrees tops. I kid you not. My teeth are always stained to hell when I come back.
I'm going to quit whining now and actually start working.
Basically, yes, I miss my coffee. The taste, the jolt, all of it except for the out of control emotions and panic attacks it is prone to causing me if I have a tad over a certain stress level.
And no, tea is not a good substitute. And don't even mention decaf to me.
All of this was brought on by the fact that I think my boss printed out a job opportunity and left it for me on my desk. I think anyways. I certainly don't remember printing it out. Why would I when I can just keep it in my inbox and easily ignore it once it falls down five or six lines.
That and the annual "on campus recruiting" drives have started. The uncertainty of knowing whether I can graduate by next summer (cause I mean come on, I have the next Committee meeting from hell wherein I have to prove they did the right thing to keep me in the program to face, and THEN I still have to get permission to write. Not to mention actually publish two papers) without the additional fun anxiety that I always get from change. As much as I look forward to leaving philly, I will be the first to say that I don't do well with change. At all. Hell, generally the start of fall classes is enough to put me into a three week funk.
Siiiiigggghh. *longs for coffee* Ah well, one thing about the trip to NY, it will be coffee filled since the auditorium they always have it in is generally about oh, 55 degrees tops. I kid you not. My teeth are always stained to hell when I come back.
I'm going to quit whining now and actually start working.
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Date: 2005-09-12 09:36 am (UTC)I would suggest crack then. *ducks from flying shoes*
Seriously though, you've got more will power than I do. I am completely addicted to caffeine. If I don't get a cup of coffee (or 12), I'm headachy, and a complete and total bitch that will cry at the drop of a hat.
And I will shut up now because I don't think I'm helping a bit.
*scampers off and hopes that no objects fly toward me*
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