Awesome Science (is Awesome)

I stopped drinking robot urine yesterday. Let me back up. At work we have these coffee machines that spit out foul mechemical brew from freeze-dried packets. It tastes like arsenic, but it's free. HR people love to mention that when large companies send out employee surveys about what would improve worker morale, the overwhelming response is showers at work and free coffee. Why raise pay, subsidize health benefits, give management classes to shitty bosses, or other low-efficiency pinko shit when we can spray frothing robot urine down the gullets of the hoi polloi? And yet, we drink this crap thankfully. I'm not sure with whom I'm more annoyed.
At any rate, recently I've been getting these intense headaches in my right temple that periodically flare up, especially if I bend over at the waist, as if some sort of sludge is sliding from my brain stem into my forebrain (that must be it). I'm actually fairly healthy in terms of my eating habits, staying hydrated, taking my fish oil and vitamins and other assorted herbs and supplements my wife (hereafter refered to as The Bean) suggests. I do drink a couple few beers most nights, but that never gave me this type of headache. Then I realized how many of those nasty little coffees I've been having.
I frequently punctuate my day with a coffee break, especially this week when I've been working with one particularly annoying co-worker. Sometimes I just need to go somewhere where he won't annoy me. Part of me feels like it needs an excuse, or a psuedo-excuse to leave the room, so I get a coffee because why not? Part of it is not wanting my boss to see me sitting around doing nothing. As if it were any better or more productive to be walking around drinking coffee, poking around random papers. I really resent people so small-minded that they would honestly, seirously, as in, admit it out loud, prefer you to "act busy" than to do nothing.
So I stopped drinking chemo-cafe for one or two days. The headache was still there, but not quite as constant or as intense as before. Obviously, it was the cofee, and the symptoms will continue to reduce as the sludge works its way out of my brain (that's where bad coffee crystallizes. That's why you sometimes get those coffee flashbacks) Now that's what I call a statistical link!