Time for Bed Already!

Mike's in Michigan on a last-minute business trip. Stinkpot. I wasn't able to go. Double stinkpot. I'm sleep-deprived. The two are, in fact, related. See, something strange has happened within the last year: I absolutely despise sleeping alone. Despite that I slept alone and quite enjoyed having the covers all to myself and the ability to stick my feet out both sides of the bed, thank you very much for a good twenty-eight years, I don't like sleeping alone anymore. As a result, I stay up until ridiculous hours doing ridiculous things like reading most of a 700-page cheapo novel or reading two years of someone's blog. I've gotten into this habit when Mike's gone on overnight trips, but I don't think it'd better last a week. :) Also, I want a cheeseburger.