At least I’m not a caffeine zombie like the rest of you. My housemates love it though, cause I’m up first and despite hating coffee, I am told I make a good pot of coffee, so they can stumble into the kitchen and get a fresh cup about a half hour after I wake up.
I consider the privilege of choice in taste of one’s preferred stimulant to be one of the few small joys to late stage capitalism.
What if one doesn’t have a preferred stimulant?
At least I’m not a caffeine zombie like the rest of you. My housemates love it though, cause I’m up first and despite hating coffee, I am told I make a good pot of coffee, so they can stumble into the kitchen and get a fresh cup about a half hour after I wake up.
Oh, friend, I’m not a caffeine zombie. I’m a morning zombie and, if my work is uninteresting, just a general zombie. ADHD is a hell of a drug.
That said… yeah. A roommate that can make a legit cup of coffee is a godsend.