Still tidying up...

Nearly a full week after having started cleaning up the mining
department of all the cobwebs, broken deadweight and assorted crap,
Colxfile was taking a break as he was commending himself for a good
week's work.
He had worked almost non-stop for 6 days: taking only 3 hours of
sleep a day. He was completely crackered, but the place still looked
tidier. The supply situation didn't improve greatly: out of the
missing 51 cards of the deck, Colxfile found 5; he found another JMC
Monopoly Chance card ("Advance to Mars"); and all mining/welding
lasers had been recovered. It was shame that half of them didn't
work, but he didn't let that dampen his mood. Right at the moment,
Colxfile's 130 hour marathon was beginning to catch up on him. He
felt so sleepy.
He tried to get up and walk back to his quarters but his legs stopped
saying "Hang on pal. If you think we're moving after all that work
you've made us do, you've got another think coming." His arms readily
agreed, adding "Smeghead" to an otherwise abusive conversation."
"Fine" Colxfile said silently and walked to the cupboard he'd just
finished filling, stretched, yawned and fell asleep infront of it.
A few hours later, it came to his surprise that he was woken up by
the cupboard falling on top of him. His lazy arms and legs couldn't
give 2 short smegs about moving him to safety, so the cupboard,
naturally didn't exactly wait for him to move before tavelling the
necessary distance to rest on the ground. Instead, it fell on top of
him, pinning him to the ground.
"Oh Smeg!"
It was a particuarly large cupboard containing no less than 5 mining
lasers. Which, together with the cupboard, was a fair weight.
Colxfile struggle to get free, but then he had another idea: He went
back to sleep, hoping that when he woke up, he would be safely in
sick bay in a nice warm bed.
It was a dream that wouldn't be realised...