You know you drink too much coffee when..

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* Juan Valdez named his donkey after you.
  * You ski uphill.
  * You speed walk in your sleep.
  * You have a bumper sticker that says: "Coffee drinkers are good in the sack."
  * You answer the door before people knock.
  * You haven't blinked since the last lunar eclipse.
  * You just completed another sweater and you don't know  

*You sleep with your eyes open.
* You have to watch videos in fast-forward.

*The only time you're standing still is during an earthquake. 

* You can take a picture of yourself from ten feet away without using the timer.
 * You lick your coffeepot clean.
  * You spend every vacation visiting "Maxwell House."
  * You're the employee of the month at the local coffeehouse

 and you don't even work there.
  * Your eyes stay open when you sneeze.
  * You chew on other people's fingernails.
  * The nurse needs a scientific calculator to take your pulse.
  * You're so jittery that people use your hands to blend their margaritas.
  * You can type sixty words per minute with your feet.
  * You can jump-start your car without cables.
  * Cocaine is a downer. 
* All your kids are named "Joe." 
* You don't need a hammer to pound in nails.
  * Your only source of nutrition comes from "Sweet & Low."
  * You don't sweat, you percolate.
  * You buy milk by the barrel.
  * You've worn out the handle on your favorite mug.
  * You go to AA meetings just for the free coffee.
  * You walk twenty miles on your treadmill before you realize it's not plugged in.
  * You forget to unwrap candy bars before eating them.
  * You've built a miniature city out of little plastic stirrers.
  * People get dizzy just watching you.
  * When you find a penny, you say,

"Find a penny, pick it up. Sixty-three more, I'll have a cup."
  * You've worn the finish off your coffee table.
  * The Taster's Choice couple wants to adopt you.
  * Your taste buds are so numb you could drink your lava lamp.
  * You're so wired, you pick up FM radio.
  * People can test their batteries in your ears.

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