I was up late working on some office stuff, too.
And by office stuff I of course mean waiting for my fiance to fall asleep to venture down into the office, huddle around the glow of my computer monitor rewinding back little 30-second preview clips of porn because I was too cheap and lazy to find something better to do my do.
Then becoming depressed when I realize it only took 3 rewinds of the entire clip to get the job done. Looking down at the disgusting filth I extracted from my body into a paper towel in the same room my daughter plays in.
Nothing makes me fall asleep quite like a healthy dose of shame and self-loathing.