I'm an idiot

which is clearly evidenced by the fact that I am blogging at 6 am. No, not a busy day, off to an early start. I NEVER WENT TO SLEEP. Instead i thought it would be a wise decision to stay up all freaking night reading the new stupid vampire book! Curse you Stephenie Meyer and your entrancing prose! The sad thing is that on top of being an idiot for not sleeping, I'm also ashamed of the reading material! I guess maybe it's made slightly better by the fact that half of America seems to also really get into these melodramatic, romanitcally overblown novels, so it's not just me being lame, it's all of us. And not like I can really rag on the books either, don't leave me hate comments folks, it's just that its not something I want to admit to when my lit professor asks the class what was the alst novel they read. And certainly not something worth skipping all your REM cycles for. Now I'm screwed! I finished the dang thing just as the sky was starting to get lighter outside, at which point it's freaking morning and I feel like a complete moron even trying to sleep. And holy crap, Mom's going to want to go exercise in...4 hours. I guess 4 hours is sort of bearable even, except that that only works if I go to sleep RIGHT NOW, which is not looking too likely. Pretty sure I've never been more awake in my life. Awake enough that I figured I might as well get out of bed and turn on my computer to blog about it, because nothing else was going to happen. So part of me wants to just get up and I dunno, crash mid afternoon?

Okay, all that being said, I thought this one was the best of the series thus far. Mostly becuse I think I hated the narrator less than I have in other ones. Well no not HATE exactly...I just sort of despise her most of the time, and think she is stupid. But in this one I felt like her hand wringing had a pretty solid reason behind it, not just 'oh no my soul mate left me, let's cry abut it or a billion years." I have little patience for that sort of thing...which is why I am a cold, uncaring friend and no one ever confides in me? Ummmmmmmmmmmmm awkwardddddddddddd....
Seriously though, people cry about it enough in life to have to read about it in my escapist novels too, you know? So anyway, this had less annoying woe-is-me, more getting down to business.

Also of note, I am now officially unemployed, and lemme tell you it feels GOOD. Like, if I wanted to I realy could sleep all day tomorow...today...to make up for this night, and there are no obligations that would tell me not to! Except for Mom I guess, she'd be pretty ticked. But still, freedom baby. Awesome.

Alright, the sun has officially risen over the hills, and I'm a loser. I don't know why I have such a strong personal stigma against staying-up-all-night-ness. I'm sure soem folks would have not problem with this right now. So probably I should just chill, sleep a few hours, take a nap later today, and stop loathing myself and my poor moral fiber. Dang inherited Puritan ethic.