Sleepytime...

I don't know if it is the leftover allergy medicine left in my system or the lack or sleep, caffine or all of the above.
It was 8:19 a.m., I had been at work for over 40 minutes. My eyes are getting heavy, I'm sitting at my desk trying to concentrate on some signs for this Wednesday's ad.
I'm fighting to stay awake. I've got bobble head. I'm in a bad state.
I look down to my ad log, try to zone in on what needs to be done ... I don't know how long I was there...
"Good morning Lynnette..."
"Ahh Good Morning..." Damn one of the big bosses caught me. I wonder if he knew I was sleeping?
I could've been just looking down at my paper, examining it very closely...
Who am I kidding. I'm pathetic.