Tired. Need... to... sleep.

I got home pretty late from my class last night (but it was worth it purely to have the joy of handing my teacher one of my famous Winnie the Pooh checks, yes, that was a grand experience) and then I was hungry so I ate a little (I wouldn't have, normally, but I'm so rarely hungry since Monday that I take it while it's there) and then I laid in bed for at least an hour, my eyes wide open and my mind running. And then of course I had to get up at 7:40 this morning 'cuz I couldn't sleep the 20 blessed minutes I still could've enjoyed, peacefully sleeping.

Oh well. This week sucks anyway.