The vicious coffee/whiskey cycle
At this very moment I sit in front of the craptastic free laptop one of my computer-nerd exes donated to me, drinking black coffee (Folgers bitches, don't forget all true artists are either old or broke.) The coffee is sooooo necessary to get me keyed up enough to go through my arm-wrestling training ruitine (tournament in a month) and then ride my bike 77 Austin blocks (Blocks in Austin, unlike some other cities, vary wildly in length) to my studio where I must finish two drawings and frame three things for the show next weekend.
However, would I need to drink all this coffee if I had not drank so much Whiskey last night? Ohhhh, but the whiskey is so good, and the thing is, The whiskey is necessary because I drank so much coffee during the day I was never going to fall asleep.
The cycle continues.