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A combination of factors.

Well, today will be day number 4 without any sleep. I mean, not technically true; I have dozed off for a couple hours here and there maybe 2 or 3 times. I just hope I'm able to hold it together at work. I mean, I feel like I should be fine but microsleeps can happen at any time, and one already happened on Tuesday. Luckily everyone was out to lunch and I was just desk jockeying in case people called but I know for sure it happened because by the time my coworkers and boss showed back up my head had migrated to the desk and the door bing was the only thing that saved me getting caught sleeping at work. I've been on this very erratic schedule because for some bullshit reason we didn't get last Friday, and Monday we learned that it was just gonna have to wait until the end of this week. So, that kind of annoyed me so I pulled out a little money from my savings and stocked up on Klonopin and Adderall. My intention was to make the week go by "faster" by having a little cocktail every morning. I started off on Monday, took 4mg K, 40mg A to balance out the drowsiness of the K. And that seemed to work alright. The day felt shorter and I had a little pep in my step. So far so good. I went home, took another 6mg K, ate some dinner and went to go lie down. Here's where the trouble started. I wasn't able to fall asleep for a few hours, so around 3 a.m. I decided to take another 6mg K. I got back in bed, and around 4 a.m. or so I felt like I was finally drifting off for a few hours of rest. At 5 a.m. I was awoken by my mom's alarm clock. She said she had to be up early to crunch some work and meet a client by 8 a.m. for breakfast and to go over some documents. Since I'm in the process of renovating my room, I've taken to sleeping on the couch in the living room in the meantime. Well, seeing as how my mom's office is directly adjacent to the living room, I decided to just go ahead and get ready for work. I crawled out of bed and grabbed a soda from the fridge, grabbed some fresh clothes, laid them out and made my way to the bathroom. I ate a piece of bread and took 20mg A before dusting myself off and getting dressed. I left early since I was ready early and got to work about 30 minutes earlier than usual. I opened up the shop and went about setting up all the tasks for the day. My supervisor showed up about 30 minutes later and said they were surprised to see me there earlier than usual. I think I said something about not fixing my clock for DST or something and shrugged it off. A couple hours later I took another cocktail and drank a coffee since I was feeling a bit tired at this point. 4mg K and 40mg A. The rest of the day went smoothly. I was tasked with straightening up the warehouse and cleaning up outside/out front because we had received several pallets on Monday, and the parking lot was beginning to resemble an Autumn ball pit from all the leaves that have begun to fall. After that a coworker and I loaded up a truck for shipment, cleaned the office and took off around 5 p.m. At this point, I was really starting to feel the exhaustion. I stopped by a store, grabbed a couple Java Monsters since they were 2 for $6; which comes up like 50¢ cheaper than no deal, which is worth it with no income until Friday and dwindling resources. Even with the caffeine, the drive home was still excruciating. Unfortunately there had been a three-car collision a few miles down the road. I had to keep slapping myself and smoke a few cigarettes to stay as alert as possible. Which drew a few confused looks from other commuters (from the slapping anyway). But eventually and finally, I was able to make it home. It was nearly 7 by then and I felt like I was about to collapse. I immediately took 8mg K and laid down on the couch. While waiting for the medicine to kick in, I realized that I had no clean clothes to wear the next day. Begrudgingly, I peeled myself off the couch and gathered several dirty articles of clothing and tossed them in the washer. I put on 'The Grudge 2' to help pass the time. I didn't remember it being as terrible as it was, but then again the last time I watched it I think I was still in highschool. Not long after I'd finished drying my clothes, my mom came home with Wendy's. She said she tried to call me to see if I wanted anything. Sure enough, I checked my phone and saw 2 missed calls and that somehow I'd placed my ringer on silent. I should have trusted my instincts and just gone to bed. I don't know what it was that I ate, but it gave me wicked indigestion. That coupled with the medication I'd taken led to a night half asleep on toilet. Luckily by morning it felt like whatever had turned my intestines into a minefield had either passed or subsided. I somehow managed to hose myself off and make it into work unscathed. Halfway there I received a small blessing in the form of a phonecall. My supervisor was taking our boss over to the coast to inspect a potential subsidiary location. I and my coworker were left with simple instructions to manufacture sample products and take calls all day. Given the leeway of the situation, I decided to take 8mg K and 60mg A. After arriving, I asked my coworker to turn on the radio or play some of his favorite albums to help pass the time, but mostly to give me something to focus on other than the fact of how little sleep I'd had the several days and how scrambled my brain felt. Fast forward to last night, and I can only assume the accumulation of A in my system is what caused me to just be unable to sleep, I can't think of any other reason. Will probably skip the K today and just see how I do with 40-60mg of A to help, at the very least. All I can hope for at this point is that I can make it through the day and finally get a much needed night of rest.

Dafuq going on here

What about Chai tea? It's one of my favorites at coffee houses

Well, it says 'Kona Blend'. So it's probably like a flake of Kona and the rest is some sort of creamer. Thanks for answering my question. What makes Kona so special, anyway? Despite the fact that it's grown in volcanic topsoil.

The only other energy drinks I get besides Monster ones are the orange Rockstar 'Recovery' blend, I think. All the other ones are kinda garbage. And Red Bull is way too damn expensive.

Asses kind of freak me out, because I don't know why I find them arousing. I have no interest in anal sex, yet if I see a hot girl rocking some Daisy Duke's and that shit is just popping I can't control my instincts and just stare and drool. And honestly if I think a girl is cute she doesn't have to even have that much of an ass and I'll still oggle it. And it just... Idk I don't like not understanding why I'm attracted to something

The only thing I don't like about monster is how they lowered their caffeine content. Like most regular ones only have 120mg instead of 160. The teas might be a little higher or lower... I forget. But that's why I like the Java ones so much 188mg of caffeine per can.

Really? Hawaii is tiny as hell. You sure they grow coffee there?

If I go with the tea Monsters I just get peach.

Haven't seen that one in forever.

My only question is... What the heck is a Kona? The design on the can has like, palm fronds and Tiki statue faces. So, like, is it Hawaiian or Polynesian or something like that?

Now just do a fedora tip and you'll have won at life.

I'm not taking some stupid internet quiz unless it's going to inform me which MLP character I identify with most.

This probably belongs in the music folder. But that's besides be the point. I actually have a soft spot for emo/screamo etc. I'd also like to point out that I have a very encompassing view of what I personally consider 'emo'. For example, I think the majority of Modest Mouse's work could be classified as emo. Then again I have a proclivity towards sadder, more somber sounding compositions than, say, shit like 'Uptown Funk" and "Get Lucky". Individual perception of music is widely subjective, with only a small place for rigid objectivity. What I really look for in music is something that speaks out to me. And the things I identify most with when it comes to music are themes of sadness, despair, meaninglessness, powerlessness, obvious yet depressing truth, and so on. To open this up even further, I would say that music that connects with you on an emotional level is, well, emo. It doesn't have to be the pigeonholed, "CAN'T WAKE UP!" meme that it's been swept into for a long time.

Pills are smaller and accomplish the same effect with the added bonus of mindsoup dysphoria once the uppers and downers wind down and the party is officially over.

You assumed I knew the guy was a charity case.

When two people assume things, ladies and gentlemen.

Spoopy spoopy skelingtons.

Sue him. It's common fucking sense to communicate as clearly as possible with a lifting partner. Even just shouting the words "Down! Down! Down!" could have indicated a drop on his end and you could have braced for the sudden change in weight distribution. What a dumbass.

Jfc. Do I have to do everything for you or something?

Get one of the Loc-Nar melting that dude or something instead.

Teenyverse.

I had to consider this sentence for several minutes. Not because it's deeply profound, I was just trying to think of a force that's bigger than me. After a while I had to concede that forces are not tangible things and therefore can't possess size. I think the word you meant to use was "greater", instead of "bigger." Hopefully this was just a simple mistake of context. Otherwise, I personally don't think you need to be in charge of anything more complex than emptying fry baskets when the timer goes off.