Because It's Friday

My man just couldn't hang.  We've all been there though.  Friday afternoon dragging on, you don't feel like finishing up that report.  You check your internal work messaging system to see if your boss is still around.  You fell asleep with your eyes open for like 20 minutes.  Both of your feet are asleep.  There's an empty bag of Swedish Fish that you don't remember eating.  You're wearing two completely different sets of headphones in your left and right ear.  It's the end of the week and you fucking struggled through it.  Just power your way home, get into your bed, knock yourself unconscious and forget everything happened like this puppy probably did. 

PS.  We're just going to completely gloss over the fact that it might be dead.