This morning I brewed my own coffee for the first time and was a little too successful. I slept poorly (thanks, Fatty) and wanted something to keep me awake through my Hard Day, so I used the snazzy French Press and brewed said coffee. Unfortunately I was running low on time and made more than I needed, so I ended up drinking two large cups in the span of two minutes with nothing else but a glass of milk in my system. Sure enough, I never started yawning, but by the time my first class was over my hands were shaking too badly to type in the undergrad lounge and during my next class I could barely even write notes. Next time, obviously, I will eat something when I drink it and/or not make as much in the first place. Or maybe I'll just return to my innocent, Arcadian coffeeless life.