Curse this computer, prolonging my conscious hours! Not becoming more tired, nor less tired. Merely masking my sleepiness. I am likely to fall immediately unconscious as soon as I turn from this.
I have done something devilish. Only one person will know what I have done. And that only on Thursday. But I have done something devilish indeed. But in a good way. And this way I have prevented myself from giving a gift to someone else that would really be a gift for me on Single's Awareness Day. That does, howe'er mean I have to sit on stuff for a couple of weeks. If I can. I am so very bad at getting gifts early, then not being able to wait. Oh well.
Man, I've written a lot today.
Oh, and I feel much better now. Caffiene. And this devilish thing. I sleep now, to wake in a few scant hours when Doug begins watching TV. Is it April yet? I miss having a room.