About how often would you say you realize your brain isn't quite functional today or things are wired wrong?
I get the standard fare I like to think, just not thinking, not seeing what's in front of me, etc. It happens, it gets corrected, I roll my eyes and move on.
Then my entire train of thought is completely derailed because the forum has a link at the top of each thread that says "Go Down," and my brain explodes trying to interpret the implications. At that point all I can do is stop, make a David Silverman face at myself, and wonder if I should just go home and go back to bed.
Maybe it's just the artist/neuroscience chick I was talking to last night, who decided to launch a lengthy discussion about how impressionism artists seem to universally paint an intense fear of sex into their work as a common theme. The guy who painted The Scream was apparently terrified of kissing and did a recurring work (painted the same thing over and over, slightly different each time) of two people kissing, where one was consuming the other's face in a horrifying manner.