Late nights

I find myself sitting here at my desk way later than I should be. Ideally, I'd like to head off to bed somewhere between 11pm and midnight, but for some reason I just sit here. Nothing productive really comes out of my late nights here at the desk, but a weird thought goes through my head: "I'm not exhausted yet, and if I go to bed now, I'll be wasting time, which I hate to do." (and yes, I do realize that the past sentence was coma-tastic)

Now, this is the worst possible thing my brain can be telling me. Anybody who knows me knows that I get sick a lot. Mostly just little colds and what not. I need sleep, and I definitely don't get enough of it as it is. So why can't I make myself go to bed?

It's not that if I actually go to bed, I won't sleep. No, I'll be out like a light (over-used simile). It's the act of getting out of this chair, closing Firefox, and walking across the basement into my room that's the trouble. I don't get it, but I guess it really isn't that big of a deal now, eh?



So, I really don't want this to be like LiveJournal...I want real thoughts and stuff to go into this. LiveJournal is for teenage girls who need a place online to fight with other teenage girls, and to talk about how they got to be lab partners with Bobby, and how his eyes are just so dreamy...

..that wasn't weird...


Anyways, have a good evening all (all = the zero people reading this blog). I'm off to bed. Really.