I'm sleepy. I'm tired. Exhausted is even a good word. Can I sleep? Of course not, otherwise I wouldn't be up at quarter after three writing this.
Blech. I'd much rather be curled up sleeping with my sweetie. I curled up in bed for a bit but grew restless and it was obvious that I was disturbing Seth's sleep. So now I'm back at the computer trying to do some more work. Intrusion Detection sucks worse than insomnia.
Some day, hopefully soon, I'm going to grow out of this stage of my life.