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The Cereal-Milk Conundrum Turned Algorithm In A Late Night When I Should Be Sleeping But Indulging Into Infinitly Circular Procrastination.

Allright, Allright, Allright, let’s put an end to the ultimate debate: Do you pour the cereal first, or the milk? -Yup, that's the ultimate debate if you were confusingly wondering.

As someone who is-not certificable-lazy, I tend to go for the easy -masked as efficient-decisions, and negativley giving in to the autopilot. One late night, and with half empty milk bottle in a hand, it hit me when I changed for milk first then cereal, in contrast to my cereal first then milk per my habit during the course of the milk bottle usage. 

"Oh, it depends on the milk, then" I said to myself- holding the half empty milk in a hand that's questioning its own muscle memory. 


I decided to delve deeper into this idea "what if I can turn this into an algorithm, a decision support chart, or even a comic" I say adding "chatGPT  to the rescue" –I didn't actually say that exactly so.


"T is not too late to seek a newer world.
Push off, and sitting well in order smite 
The sounding furrows,..." -Ulysses by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.
– for some unknown reason I remembered this, could be an electric shock from water leaking to the system.


It was settled, but let me -for the integrity of oneslef- explain how I used chatGPT: 

mainly talking and explaining my ideas for transcription. I then asked to rewrite or enhance parts, especially the equations, as the first iteration didn't capture what I had in mind. If no quotation marks are used in the text indicating using exacte chatgpt qoute, then paraphrasing of what was my orginal input that could have been edited by ChatGPT had took place. —here the author is declaring the methodology of using ChatGPT for transcription, editing of mathematical formulas, and the indication of using exact qoutes from said product. 


Meanwhile, it asked me "Would you like this turned nto a visual cheat sheet or chart for easy student reference?" -ChatGPT LLM-last accessed 14.April.2025. I said, yes please, and I waited while eating my blessed cereal. 

So, here is the algorithm, or heuristic or math. model, or procedure or process or (what? Why are you looking at me like this?)

Key Variables:

The Decision Algorithm:
Why this works? Well, because I said so, D'oh. Nah, seriously, my main objective is to have a juicy half mushy-half crunchy bowl of cereal, and by observation, milk is usually consumed more frequently then cereal (whether due to being consumed in other dishes or drinks, or quantity ratio between milk and cereal is tilting towards more milk in this case). 

"So?" I can here you telepathically-literally meta physically. Well, basically, if you’ve got enough milk to match your cereal goal, great, start with cereal and add milk and enjoy.

If you're low on milk, reverse gear it is: pour milk first so you don’t overdo the cereal. No milk? Well, a crunchy snack it is. 

Back to ChatGPT's question for visualization I asked for "Chart in a comic", well it made a nice comic using the same equations, related them to facial expressions, and attempted a joke "Dry Cereal or Cry". Thankfully at the end of the day, I had the exact ratio of milk to cereal and while at phase two I am skipping phase 3 since I have finished both in a masterful synchronization. Here is the comic for your convenience—see um not lazy, I screenshot it, cropped it and then attached. 

Anyways, if you didn't find this useful, that's okay, it wasn't intended to be. But, if you found it entertaining, well, I suggest to revisit your priorities or call for mental help. Seriously though, just do you thing when you hear the beep. Beep. 

-The author would like to be excused for what he have written, it was mainly for experimenting and scientific purposes. THIS IS A DRILL, THIS IS A DRILL. ah not agin Tony, not you again. 
 

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