1 hour of my life just disappeared

I passed out in front of the TV while anticipating So You Think You Can Dance. I woke up and it was the end of the show - I have no idea what happened in that hour, at all.... could it be that I drugged myself in those steaks... could it be that a rosemary and soy sauce combination produces bear-tranquilizer-grade-somnolent?

I did wake up with an even more severe back sore. So yesterday, the Guilt had made me do some lame half-assed stretching / weight stuff in front of the TV and today my back is sore as hell. Let's just hope it's a sign that the backboobs are being totally annhiliated in their birth. Backboobs scare me to death.

Up to the last month of this year, I still had some hope to be promoted this year. Now, I think my chances are nearing zero since for most of the year I would have worked under someone who has waited a long time before being promoted. These people are never too happy to give opinions that could lead to a younger person being promoted to their level, not to mention that we're talking about a credit-hog. Anyhow, it's going to be a long shot, wondering if it's even worth the while.