Worst ordeal ever. Went to the kitchen to find something to eat and discovered that I was completely unable to make a sandwich. There was no bread. And I’ll be damned if I’m going to make something more complex at two AM. So I’ll go and see what I can find further inside the cupboards. It might kill me, but hunger demands food or I’ll be even more unable to sleep. Which is never fun unless it happens to someone else.
