Crap! I passed out again.

It appears that I passed out again.

It's 1:56am. I just woke up. The lights are all on. The TV is off. My laptop is lying next to me on the couch and my contacts have a 1/4-inch layer of muck on them.

There's an open can of Miller Lite on the coffee table. It's fairly cold and only a little bit flat. (taking drink) Hey, since I don't recall exactly what time I dozed off, that could be the first drink of the day.

"How the hell am I going to make it to work?" I ask myself sarcastically. That's right, you guessed it. It's Work-From-Home-Friday.