I am seriously in my bed typing this only because I have yet to fall asleep.

I am more than jealous of Priestley, who is curled up on my her Moshi pillow fast asleep.

I had decided to go to bed around midnight, and here I am up blogging about how I couldn’t get to sleep.

I watched a tape of David Cook American Idol performances up to Top 3 night. Still awake.

Went to the computer room to grab my lap top. Checked my email. Still awake.

Updated “Wait…What?” Still Awake.

Updated “HOC”. Still awake.

Caught up on the latest news from Perez. Still awake.

Can you sense a running theme?

All I want is sleep.

I want my eyes to close and not open until around 10, because that still leaves me plenty of time to get ready to go with my Nani to her weekly appointment.

But, here I am awake. With Jay Leno on mute. The chick from Juno is on. Ellen Page would be her name.

Why I know these things, no idea. Some details stick in my head more so than others.

I really want some sleep.

This lame change in temperature to like un-needed humidity at night is just…ugh.

This is not Fresno, this is the Bay Area. I did not expect this here.

It’s really hot. I have my ceiling fan practically at full speed. It’s not all the way on full speed, for fear that it may fly off my ceiling. I know, that sounds ridiculous, but that’s just how my brain functions.

I can hear the wind chimes outside, meaning it still must be sort of windy.

As I was driving home tonight, I rolled down the windows and just let the wind go through my hair as I blared music. Good times. And actually pretty exhilarating.

Anyhoo. I’m awake.

Just thought I’d share.

I am so tempted to take a dose of Nyquil, but I fear that it wouldn’t fair well with a beverage I had 4-5 hours ago.

Not in the mood to chance my health, I just want some sleep.

Here’s to hoping I find my way to sleepy land soon.

Peace out.