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La la-la. I... er... am not tired tonight. Like, at all. Even though I was half-dead this morning. I guess it's because I've done stuff today. Went out to lunch, played N64 with people, hung out a bit across the hall with a bunch of amusingly drunk people (they're all more amusing when it's early in the quarter. Drinking for fun is better than drinking to forget midterms. And they were singing along with everything). I think they all went to a party now though, so I'm back here... wondering if my roomie's already asleep. I'd go "wtf? it's only midnight" but it's actually 12:30. And I was always in bed by midnight last year. Alright... one. Occasionally later, depending on people and such. But it all worked out. I'm so tempted to sleep on the couch tonight. It's quite comfy right here. Actually, I'm also tempted to just go sleep in my clothes. But I'm sort of behind (okay, not behind behind, because I wrote 2300 words one day) on my New Year's resolution writing, so I should at least stay up and work on that. I suppose I could finish up that short little drabble-length thing I was writing and call it a night. Yes... yes that seems like it would indeed be a good idea.
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