[bennylope]

My first real experience with sleep deprivation was when I was 12 1/2. My friends and I stayed up all night and sometime the next afternoon decided to go for a short hike. I made it down the street and then realized I was tired and said I was going back to the house. Next I knew I was sitting at the kitchen table with a Dr. Pepper in front of me, surrounded by my friend's parents and the rest of my buddies. Apparently I had been walking around the house talking to myself, and I still have vague recollections of being pursued by my 7th grade journalism teacher demanding that I name the world's oceans.

I try not to stay awake that long anymore.