Many the time's I've woken up half way through thursday and cried "I *thought* I was a bit out of it all week! I forgot to drink any coffee!" :)

I keep doing that with food, on days when I'm at home and K isn't. I go into a big slump mid-afternoon because I've forgotten to have both breakfast and lunch, and I react to this by going back to bed instead of eating. Broken.

Actually, I'm just exactly in the process of doing that now, give or take the odd spoonful of rum-soaked raisins. Perhaps I shall stop spodding and find some lunch.

*hugs* I know how that goes, I'm fortunate to me it's still just amusing rather than actually a problem.