The Coffee Junkie’s Guide to Caffeine Addiction

Not to be a crazy reblogger this morning, but I just happen to be reading this article as I consume a Starbucks Chai Tea Frappuccino. It’s not my first caffiene since I gave it up. I had one of these yesterday too. Because I just love chai. I can’t help it. For the record, it has 60mg of caffiene. Nearly on par with at 20oz bottle of Coke. I don’t really feel bad as I’ve come to the conclusion that caffiene isn’t really my biggest problem. Sugar is a much bigger problem for me. (Not that a frappuchino with mounds of whip on it helps that any either. Note to self: next time get it sans whip and save 110 calories.)

It sounds like I’m trying to justify my drinking this.  It doesn’t justify it.  I’m not really concerned with justifying it, because the truth is no one really cares if I do or do not consume anything in particular (except, perhaps, babies).  I’m coming to terms with the fact that I can’t be exactly what I have it in my head to be.  There are too many different sides to me.  I call it the Joy Division/New Order Therom.  But that’s a far too long, far too personal thing to get into on the internet.

rach:

New York Magazine delves into why we love the jolt of morning coffee—and if that’s a good thing or not. Apparently we are all killing our insides and crashing like propellerless planes because of the stuff. But then, it’s also good for you. But not if you’re nursing. Or needing sleep. Or slightly crazy.