WIDE AWAKE

So, like a dummy, I decided to go to bed this evening at the unreasonably early and decidedly elderly hour of 6:30. What am I? Seventy? Six hours later, i feel well rested and ready to take on the cruel, cruel world...at 12 midnight.

:(

But, instead of donning tights and becoming a superhero i'll just blog.

Opposite week has been going rather well i think. There have been a few acerbic slips here and there, but overall my concerted effort has proven to be worth it. Only thing is, i think my restraint has caused me to have uncontrollable sleepiness. Hence my going to bed at 6:30pm. Unless my lassitude is symptomatic of something else? Does the tsetse fly exist in the U.S. of A??

*cue paranoia here* lol

But yeah...perhaps my hating gives me strength? Kind of like Samson and his hair. Once it was gone, he was pitifully weak. Not to be comparing myself with Samson or nothin, but yeah. Without hate i'm a frail old lady. Curses!

The plan is to go to Sardinia next year, and i'm excited. I love the mediterreanean and as i've never been to this particular island, i have a feeling im in for a real treat. Its also *relatively* near tunisia, so depending on my pockets, and how reasonable the request is (distances always seem smaller on a map) i may be able to make a trip to carthage. neat-o! Traveling is so much fun. I just gotta make sure i keep up dem workouts. No Chunky Mcbigbuns on the beach.

Anyway, enough rambling. I really need to go back to bed, or i'll be absolutely NO good tomorrow. I'll finish watching this MST3K episode -Puma Man (thx youtube!) and try get some more shuteye. In fact i'll put my Enya CD on. That oughta set the sleepy mood. Good old celtic, new agey music. Once it stops frightening you, its a great soundtrack for slumber.