… and extremely young people whose kidneys can still handle Mountain Dew and coffee day and night…. I’m sipping on Green Tea with Lemons. It just isn’t the same as that old converted garage in Macomb where I could write a 40 page paper in a night… or the 24 hour SteakNShake in Champaign that would let me buy a $1.25 free-refill coke and study four and a half months of material in 47 straight hours… Nope. Now, it’s just me, Fox News Channel (at least I can afford cable now)… my laptop (I love you wireless internet, oh how I love you)… and my couch, covered with papers, pens, highlighters, post-its of various sizes and colors, discarded exhibits all over the floor, and a coffee table full of tea cups, dripping green tea bags, once-hot-now-cold cocoa; and a box of Pepperidge Farm cookies with only the plain ones left (the delicious ones are long gone); and binder clips strewn about. The adrenalin is starting to wear off… but, just a few more edits to my outline, and I’ll be ready for my day tomorrow. Wait. It is tomorrow. I’m going to bed.