
I wake up under my desk. It's late. The light is still on in the room. How long have I been asleep?
Oh yeah, the comic. Finish the comic. How do I get more sleep? Was that why I was on the floor?
What is this, what's going on? Someone is conversing with my AIM box. Yell at it. It is Shawn.
Oops.
Now I am wide awake again.
My tea is cold now.
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