I left work, and drove home. My initial plan was to leave the laptop in the car, and go straight to the gym.
When I got home, I decided to go upstairs to use the bathroom and ditch the laptop there.
Then I decided I was too tired, and I would just change and do a warm-up and stretch at home.
An hour later, I woke up.
I am sitting down now with a litre of water and a glass of scotch (Isle of Jura Superstition - selected by virtue of being the fullest bottle - thus do we make all bottles last longer)
When the Lizard gets home, there will be Greg the Bunny!
Edit to add:
I've been feeling really run down all week. Today was the second day this week I had to caffinate to stay awake at work. My body apparently has had enough to that shit. Perhaps I should try to spend most of saturday asleep.