The Super-Coffee Incident

My body has been doing these semi-convulsion things all night. Supercoffee is probably my dumbest idea ever; it was the bastard child of chemistry knowledge and idiocy.
I took water, and then dumped in an entire bottle of Instant Coffee Grounds. Now, this would have been stupid under normal circumstances, but I take stupidity and give it a thorough schooling. I boiled the water first, and not just boiled but boiled it at such a high temperature that the grounds became liquid upon contact with that water.
Let me make sure you caught that, I didn't even stir it. They just sizzled into the raging waters without any help at all, that's ridiculous, this proves my stove is awesome. Anyways, I did that with 45 cups worth of grounds. This made three 8 ounce glasses of what I have deemed Super Coffee. It's give or take one cup 15 cups of coffee condensed into one cup.

Without getting into too many details, the idea behind a supersaturation is as follows for those of you that skipped highschool chemistry:
A liquid can normally contain X amount of a solid being dissolved into it before it becomes saturated, saturated being the point at which no more solid can be dissolved into it.
Now, if you heat that solid, you will be able dissolve more solid into it. The more heat you add, the more solid you can add.
Instead of being able to add X solid into Y liquid, you can now add X^n solid for every Y liquid. It's a neat property of matter.
Now, my situation.
My liquid was so hot it was boiling over and liquifying my solid upon contact. That's really freaking hot. Hot enough that 85g of the solid were dissolved into it. Just under 2g are supposed to go in each cup of coffee. That was distributed among three cups, so 28g in each cup.
So yes, I made coffee that was 15 cups in 1.
I am the dumbest smart person on the planet.

Now, just for kicks and giggles, make a foundation with the Chinese Buffet I had for dinner, and we start to see a problem.

Now, for the first two hours, I was fine. In fact, I have never been more productive ever. I slammed that paper to the mats and pinned it so hard he thought it was fatal.
But that cup wasn't finished after two hours, in fact, I had barely touched it. So just to spite the starving children in Africa, I felt like it was necessary to drink all of it. So I did.
30 minutes later, both my nervous system and digestive systems revolted. I mean, it was a gorram coup, or a mutiny. I walked over to the bathroom, and then vomited 12 times in a row. I thought I was dying. It was probably the most disgusting thing to happen to me in a long time.

But ever since then, I've had these spasms. I believe this is what we call an overdose. I do hope I don't die, that would make it very inconvenient when I go to PT and my final tomorrow morning, I imagine I would be rather sluggish.

But you know what? That paper is AWESOME,
Angel