And no-one noticed this at any time?

The real joy of stopping an intake of caffeine, or even of a drastic cutting down of the caffeine intake, is just how crap you feel without it. I know, that’s the basic form addiction takes, and anyone who knows me properly knows I’m a complete caffeine junkie at the best of times.

But right now I’ve been good, and had an absolutely minimal amount of caffeine for two days, and the headache of withdrawal is beginning to become a real pig. I know it’ll get better, but right now, all I want is a nice mug of coffee to take the edge off it. I’ll wait til I get home though – there are some things I won’t put my body and/or tastebuds through, and one of them is *shudder* Nescafe. Or any of the other instant coffee’s that abound in this office block.The only instant I’ll really use is Carte Noire which is about the best I’ve found for instant coffee, although let’s face it, we’re still talking instant rather than proper coffee through a semi-proper machine at home.

Hmmm – I wonder if these would do me any good? Probably not – I know what I’m like after I’ve eaten a few of them.

Thanks are due too to the Guardian, which should receive a special award in stating the flaming obvious.

Oh, and relating to the previous post, it turns out the Catholics haven’t listed a patron saint for insomnia, although they have one for Piles. Go figure. Maybe more Catholics have a pain in the arse than can’t sleep. I notice there also isn’t a patron saint of paedophiles, which is surprising considering some of their priests. And yes, each of those links is for a different story.

Thanks to Dave at Davezilla for drawing St. Isidore to my attention. I never really thought that Catholics had a sense of humour (well, except for that “contraception is a sin” thing) until now. Maybe they still don’t. But it made me laugh. And the additional comments within his added to that humour with the Novena for Reliable Connection.

Much needed dose of humour there. Now, I wonder if there’s a patron saint for Insomniacs? St Wakey of Bedworld or something….

Why is it that Insomnia, having chosen to release me from it’s grip for just one blissful night of sleep, decides to do it on a weekday, so I still have to wake up and go to work?

Would it be too much to ask for – just once, just keffing once – to be released from the grip on a Friday or Saturday night? Is that so unreasonable, for just one really good night’s sleep to happen on a weekend?

Obviously it is…..