I woke up at 5:30 a.m. Lights blazing overhead. Fully clothed, sitting up, with my laptop--connected to the internet--charring my thighs. I don't even remember closing my eyes. Or what I was DOING.
Something tells me I'm not getting enough sleep. Gee, wonder why?
What's gross is: aren't people in my profession supposed to, um, shower when they get home? Like, before they even touch a single thing???
Ew, ew, ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww!
I hope this isn't a sign of early dementia.