Teachers Against the Deprivation of Sleep

I stayed up at school until 9pm working. The sad thing is that I'm still not caught up. As I was shuffling to my car I was thinking that I was in no shape to drive. It was like I was drunk. I was so silly in the head that I dreamt about getting pulled over by the police and given a breathalyzer for teachers that measured my blood sleepiness level. I even dreamt the whole scenario leading up to the test:

"Can you get out of the car sir? How many papers have you graded this evening?"

"'Bout twelve."

"Is that it?"

"Well, I re-did a master copy of a test too."

"And how many questions was that sir?"

"PHHhhhhh, couldn't tell ya."

"Mm-hm. I need you to keep your head still and follow my finger with your eyes. Head still sir."

"Right, sorry."

"Can you give me the literary movements backwards, sir?"

"Uh, post-modern, modern--before modern--ARD..."

"Head still sir."

Let this be a lesson to you guys. Don't teach and drive.