Wake up late

I open my bleary eyes to bright sun streaming through the window. I slowly look around and I'm stuck sleeping on the couch. I rub my eyes, trying to rub the sleep out of them and wake up. Last night was a little crazy and, although I can't them, I'm pretty sure I had some even crazier dreams. I get the feeling this is going to be a wild next couple of weeks. My stomach begins to growl. Maybe some food would do me good, I wonder if anybody is still eating breakfast. Although I should probably shower before trying to get through another day.