Do NOT try this at home

I'm not a big morning coffee drinker. On very rare occasions, I might drink a cup in the morning, but usually only on those mornings that I also feel like having some Baileys along with my coffee. Or, in my case, some coffee along with my Baileys. But afternoons are different. Especially glorious fall afternoons when the sun is shining and there's just a hint of chill in the air. Then, I love to make a pot of coffee, to hear the sound of it percolating, and to drink a cup (with lots of splenda). Today was that day. But instead of a cup, I drank a pot. 12 cups. And now, at 1:24 AM, I'm not sure what I was thinking.