Sleep is for the weak?

So, just before my alarm went off I had the most wonderful dream.  It was a Saturday.  Just that.  It was a Saturday.  Course, the belief that it was a Saturday followed through when I woke up and I couldn't figure out why my alarm clock was going off - because it was a Saturday.  So I thumped it and tried to go back to sleep.  Thankfully I hit snooze instead and didn't do something stupid like turn off my alarm.

I really need more sleep and it doesn't look likely until next Wednesday at the earliest.  So if you see me with my head down ... Poke me.  I'm probably late for something or other.