For the last three days, with only a pocket of exceptions, I seem to have fallen prey to the unstoppable need to sleep. If I’m busy, I’m okay- floppy and without sparkle, but at least awake. But if I sit down? or flop on the bed? Forget it. I’m out. Zonked.
How long of a hangover can you have from a RockStar and a Five Hour Energy? Because this is ridiculous. I’d be umbraged, but I’m going to take a nap instead.