2:30 AM, You Didn't Do Right by Me

(Heh, funny play on title of my current favorite sappy cabaret song 'Love, You Didn't Do Right by Me'...DON'T JUDGE ME, I'M ALREADY PARANOID).

2:30 AM creeps me the F out. (It's actually 2:42 AM right now...minor technicality). I don't know why I'm still awake. Really. I don't. I have absolutely no reason to be up right now. I should be sleeping. I'm tired. I'm actually starting to get a stomachache from how tired I am, but for some reason, that's not stopping me.

But really. Silence? Is mildly creepy. I guess it can be comforting, if you're in the mood for it, but it's legit creepy. You can hear outside things rustlin' around and old things that creak... and your dog snoring (no big deal, really).

To add to creeperishness (new favorite not-word), I just discovered a cobweb streching from the corner of my room to something on my desk. I'm a terrible housekeeper. I hope to God I never become a crazy cat lady becuase my house would probably be in a condition too dangerous to be cleaned by a Haz-Mat crew. I'm afraid to know what it looks like behind my bedside table.

Plus my house is cold. Well, really, my bedroom is cold. I'm pretty sure it's the coldest room in the house, and I could never figure out why.

I had coffee. Looong time ago. That's probably not why I'm still awake because that was almost 11 hours ago.

Really. Why am I still here? Why am I wasting my time? When I'm a college student, I'm probably going to be WISHING I had taken this opportunity to sleep. Oh well. Whatever. I don't have to do anything tomorrow. The only thing pressing on my agenda for tomorrow is going with my mom to see 'New Moon'. For the third time.

DON'T JUDGE ME.