Fuck! It is official. Caffeine does not work very well on me,or maybe I am related to Kumbhakarna. So having procrastinated a lot as usual, I found myself with mountains to move in one night. Now as we do not have a degree in civil engineering,only in rude non engineering fields. Fields are for farmer dudes and those chaps creating database files.So speaking of Civil Engineers, does the Indian Army's Corps of Engineers have Civil Engineers? I know their officers are supposed to be gentlemen, so hence all engineers in the Army are Civil? So if I were serving in the EME...but I digress. Mountains moving and all that.
So yes. lots of work. No time for luxuries like sleep and all and this so what does one do, when one has consumed so much tea, that one could call himself Mr Tea and join the cast of the A-team. Well in such cases one allows oneself to be swayed by marketing hype. So for the first time ever, I went to the gas station, where, when I remarked about the sketchiness of the neighborhood..and the neighbor hoods, the desi gas station dude instilled confidence in me by telling me about the time a couple of years back when one of his employees was shot right outside at around the same time of the night. Ok. Nothing to fear but fear itself right...except double integrals, quantum physics and big black men wielding guns. Right so we get to the gas station and bu ourselves a 5 hour energy shot. Which has caffeine in it apart from a load of other dangerous stuff I am thinking, I didn't look at the back, reading all the crazy shit that goes inside would make me hesitate I thought. I just got home and downed it. So I leaned back in my chair and decided to start work in earnest...and the next thing I know was my house mate making chai early in the morning at 11 AM. Fuck this.