Just Dew It

Mountain Dew is a god-send. I drink it about once a decade, not because I don't like it, but because its the closest thing I have to coffee (which I don't like). If I drank it regularly, I'd build up a tolerance to it. Instead, I save it for those days when I really need a pick-me-up.

Like today. About 10 minutes ago I could barely keep my eyes open. And now, I can't seem to make them close, even to blink. Or maybe they're blinking so quickly that I don't even realize it. All I know is, my energy level just quintupled.

All of which ought to make the next hour or so rather interesting. I'm helping interview someone for an open position at work. I hope the candidate can keep up with me.

(Polishes off a 20 oz bottle, in under 10 minutes...)

Hell, I hope I can keep up with me.