I was unpacking my closet and looked into the room and saw Max streeeeetttcchhhing on the bed and he looked adorable, so I crawled up next to him to scratch his belly and woke up three hours later. Whoops.
Now I'm all sleep-hungover and unable to focus. I don't know what to do with myself!
BTW, ice cream still has not magically manifested in my freezer. *narrows eyes*