Now, I don't mean actual, clinical mania. I mean way-too-excited-can't-sleep-forgot-to-eat-dinner-talking-too-fast manic. It wasn't until after a rather high-speed conversation with J., during which I talked his ear off for about 30 minutes, despite the fact that he told me that he'd had an 11-hour workday, that I realized that I had suddenly turned a little freaky. Then I took an accounting:
I had consumed
one mug black tea
one medium to-go cup of green tea (with mint, if you must know)
one cup of coffee, with three tiny creams and one teaspoon of sugar
one very large Coke.
In other words--I had hit the motherlode of caffeine in an attempt to get myself past feelings of sluggishness and regret about the beginning of another semester of school.
I realized that something was wrong when I turned mildly freaky in the conversation with over-worked J. (who was probably a bit mystified by my emphatic commentary regarding the internet page I found with slanderous remarks about several of my teachers by a rather disturbed former classmate). I realized just how amped-up I was, though, when I couldn't sleep until after 2 am.
I guess it's back to my usual herbal tea and the occasional single cup of coffee. And no more soda!! Even if I want to crawl back into bed. Right now.