<?xml version="1.0" encoding="UTF-8" standalone="yes"?><oembed><version><![CDATA[1.0]]></version><provider_name><![CDATA[Ballastexistenz]]></provider_name><provider_url><![CDATA[https://ballastexistenz.wordpress.com]]></provider_url><author_name><![CDATA[Mel Baggs]]></author_name><author_url><![CDATA[https://ballastexistenz.wordpress.com/author/ameliabaggs/]]></author_url><title><![CDATA[Perfect description of&nbsp;shutdown]]></title><type><![CDATA[link]]></type><html><![CDATA[<p>I&#8217;m still sick. And pretty much the most intellectually strenuous thing I&#8217;ve been doing has been reading webcomics. I just happened upon this one. It&#8217;s technically about sleep deprivation. But there&#8217;s a particular stage of shutdown I get into where I&#8217;ve had conversations almost word for word like the conversation below, just not about coffee. (Clicking on the image brings you to the webcomic page it came from, on Questionable Content.)</p>
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<p>[Image description: The comic title says &#8220;Number 1477: Read manual before operation.&#8221;  Hannelore and Dora are two women standing in a coffee shop. Dora is behind the counter, Hannelore is in front of it, looking confused. Dora says, &#8220;Hey Hanners, what&#8217;s up?&#8221; Hannelore says, &#8220;What? Oh, I&#8217;m in the coffee shop now. Hi, Dora.&#8221; Dora says, &#8220;Are you okay?&#8221; Hannelore says &#8220;Oh, I&#8217;m fine, I&#8217;m fine! I hit that sweet spot at around 40 hours of bin&#8217; awake where you feel GREAT! Can I have a cup of coffee?&#8221; Dora says &#8220;I&#8217;ll pour you some decaf. The last thing you need right now is a stimulant.&#8221; Dora holds out the coffee to Hannelore and says, &#8220;Here you go.&#8221; Hannelore takes the cup and stares at it. Hannelore says, &#8220;Um, what&#8217;s this?&#8221; Dora says, &#8220;It&#8217;s coffee. Like you asked for?&#8221; Hannelore says &#8220;How… how does it work?&#8221; while staring blankly and holding the coffee cup high at an angle where coffee begins to spill out of it. Dora, arms folded, says &#8220;You put it down on the counter, then go back to your apartment and <em><strong>go to sleep</strong>.</em>&#8221; Hannelore says &#8220;<strong><em>Ohhhhh.</em></strong>&#8220;]</p>
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