All-Nighter Aftermath

Yesterday was the most boring, horrible day of work ever. I mean that in that after pulling an all-nighter, we still weren't allowed to not go in to work (since that would be considered a vacation day). Nor could we sleep during work. Nor did we actually have any work to do. So what started out as a hectic morning, turned into a horribly long, drawn out afternoon spent in front of my computer watching movies over and over again that I had no interest in watching. At one point, I passed out on my table for five minutes and woke up with a big red spot where my collar bone met the table. At 6:30 I whisked myself out of the office as quickly as possible and took a horrifically long busride home, finally entering the door at 8:00 pm.
So I found out my uncle is back in town. And he arrived at 6:00 am to find that I wasn't around. My cousin knew I was at the office, but the maids didn't know where I was. I told the maid this morning that I was working all night at the office, but I have a feeling she didn't quite believe me. Wangyue suggested I show her the photos of me sleeping first on the lobby couch and then on the kitchen table. Boy, that should be fun. Kind of annoys me though. Why else would I stay out all night? I doubt I'd like Karaoke enough to spend an entire night (a school night, no less) singing in a frumpy disco-like bar. Whatever. If mom calls to yell at me, I'll just tell her I was being annoyed at the office by my coworkers who have absolutely no model-building skills.