what sleep deprivation can make you do.

This morning, as I was distractedly pouring out a bowl of cereal, some peripheral portion of my conscious brain (which was very very tired, I should add) noticed that the milk poured out with a "blot" sound.

Or maybe it was a "blurp." I am not in a position to be able to say definitively.

Regardless, that distant portion of my mind that registered this information filed it away for future use. And then the rest of me started to eat the cereal.

Let's just say that the milk had not actually frozen. And let's just say that the expiration date on the carton had lied.

And let's just say that I didn't eat breakfast this morning, and close the curtains on what was really a painful chapter in my morning.