I feel like I ran a marathon uphill while being pummeled with golf balls fired out of air cannons, and that a misguided doctor tried to treat me by making me take a triple-dose of Nyquil. What the heck.
Occasionally, you have to call in asleep, I guess. I'll need to either use some personal time or make it up this weekend, but I just couldn't go in this morning, so I called in and went back to bed. Three extra hours of sleep later and my body is still creaking, but at least my brain is awake. 0.o Can it really be just summer doing this to me?
In any case, I'm up and moving now. Thanks for the well-wishes, all. :)