Half-caf rage
Jun. 9th, 2010 01:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
elfsToday is Wednesday, the third day of my half-caf week. I was tempted to this by The False God of Coffee, in which Robin Barooah found that he performed better without it. I've been tempted to try going caffeine-free a lot, this seemed like a straightforward way of doing it. I even bought a BPA-free water bottle that I'm now carrying with me everywhere, to give me something to drink rather than a caffeinated beverage.
Yesterday, on the way home, I was feeling very run down. I'd had only a half-caf/half-decaf coffee with my breakfast and had been drinking water the rest of the day through. I even avoided the temptation of a "free" soda pop with my lunch.
Toward the end of my workday, one doomed by scheduling issues to drive through some of the very worst traffic Seattle has to offer, I started to feel... Sad. Angry. Frustrated. A lot of that has to do with the current assignment, which is going much more slowly than I'd hoped, bogged down in distracting performance issues and annoying bugfixes needed on a different, unrelated server which I've inherited, as well as vague requirements and a three-week remaining schedule to alpha release.
Traffic was nightmarish, but by the time I got home the rage I was feeling was more than that. It was a hate-filled viciousness that I don't associate with my character at all, something ugly and overwhelming.
A glass of iced tea made it go away.
Now, I don't know if it was getting out of the car, the caffeine, or the sugar that made me feel better-- probably a combination of all three. But it sure was unsettingling.
Yesterday, on the way home, I was feeling very run down. I'd had only a half-caf/half-decaf coffee with my breakfast and had been drinking water the rest of the day through. I even avoided the temptation of a "free" soda pop with my lunch.
Toward the end of my workday, one doomed by scheduling issues to drive through some of the very worst traffic Seattle has to offer, I started to feel... Sad. Angry. Frustrated. A lot of that has to do with the current assignment, which is going much more slowly than I'd hoped, bogged down in distracting performance issues and annoying bugfixes needed on a different, unrelated server which I've inherited, as well as vague requirements and a three-week remaining schedule to alpha release.
Traffic was nightmarish, but by the time I got home the rage I was feeling was more than that. It was a hate-filled viciousness that I don't associate with my character at all, something ugly and overwhelming.
A glass of iced tea made it go away.
Now, I don't know if it was getting out of the car, the caffeine, or the sugar that made me feel better-- probably a combination of all three. But it sure was unsettingling.
