12 on the zombie scale

The dogs decided they had to pee at 4am again this morning... which is what it is, I mean really I'd rather let them out than have them pee on the floor. But the thing is, when I don't get enough sleep I get dysfunctional... like can't remember my own name dysfunctional.

So, there I am standing outside Tim Hortons trying to remember where the heck I parked my car... and trying to figure out how I lost it in such a small parking lot... when it occurs to me that I'm not driving my car, I'm driving the PT.

*shakes head* you might be tired when...