Coffee Lover

It's getting increasingly difficult to get enough caffeine into my system to work these late hours. The following conversation took place upon my return from a particularly groggy overnight shift:

WIFE: "What time is it? You smell like coffee."
ME: "That's because I've been rubbing the grinds into my eye sockets."

Next step: Injecting caffeine directly into my heart.

(Update 07/31/2006: My daughter made this card for me.)
(Update 08/08/2006: I've hit rock bottom: This morning I resorted to drinking coffee I scrounged out of an MRE.)