i'm a toolbox

so during my afternoon i was bumbling around bloomington, accomplishing nothing (as usual) when i made plans with cam to go to the buxx, our regular pre-disease class date. i stopped at home to drop off the deuce and send an email or two, when

*flash*

i wake up about, oh, an hour later or so, with my head on my keyboard, small puddle of drool in the vicinity. clearly i need to sleep more.