Caffeine Conversion

I used to L.O.V.E Coke. Now I L.O.V.E Coffee.

Both equally tasty, both bad for you.

As I long time addict to Coca-Cola, I finally weened myself off and got onto coffee - not thinking that they both had caffeine in it (DUH!). I can't go a day without my coffee fix. Yup, in the morning - straight to the kitchen to make my coffee. (And can you believe I used to be a tea-lover!)

I have undergone a caffeine conversion.

Did you know that 335ml coke contains about 30-35mg of caffeine; whilst a generic instant coffee contains 240ml about 27-173mg of caffeine? Best be getting back to coke, although with Coca-Cola comes rotten teeth, sugar-sugar-sugar and if it can clean blood off tar roads, then imagine what it does to your body! But in the same breath (a coffee breath I might add) - with coffee comes 2 and half spoons of sugar per cup for me and if you're having at least 2 cups a day then that equates to 7 and a half sugars. That still beats a can of coke that has about 10 spoons of sugar in it. So when it comes to either coke or coffee - it's a no win situation.

I've GOT To give up coffee and caffeine and leave conversions to game of Rugby.

The apple doesn't fall far from the tree

I have a problem and it's officially become bad.. bad to the point that I have to blog about it and confess my illness.

I am sick in the head.

I am that little boy in the movie, the 6th Sense.

You know that part in the movie where he stands in the kitchen and all the cupboard doors are open. Well, that's me everytime I am in the kitchen.
I have an illness, a sickness that makes me leave every cupboard door open. I don't know what the hell is wrong with me. I cook a meal, turn around and find that all cupboards stand open or ajar. Chris, just raises his eyebrows.

I need to take control of this. I need to take control of this situation. It's actually scarying the living day lights out of me.
I wonder where I get this from?

Well, I think it's from my dad. Upon closer inspection when he came to visit, he too left the cupboard doors open.

The apple must not fall far from the tree then hey?

There... I confess.. it's off my chest now.

Maybe I should go see a psychologist for this?

Damn you cupboard doors and the fact that you don't have the ability to close yourself!