...when I found myself playing Freecell and doing a "Lich King is gay for Malganis" schtick to myself, I decided, "I'd better go to bed before I lose my mind."
The last thing I remember doing before falling into a coma? In the Lich King voice, I said, "Yes, go to sleep. Sleep well. Because tomorrow, we are going...to...THE ZOO!"
And waking up this morning at 8:30 with no pain and every single skeletal muscle in a state of relaxation--that was a pretty nice feeling, I have to say. The cats wanted feeding and my stomach was prompting me to fill it, so I got up and attended to them.
Problem is, I'm sitting here still stoned out of my gourd. I'm still woozy and loopy, and I'm going to go back to bed, and the line of tabs I have open right now will have to wait another few hours.
I'm sure you'll survive, somehow.