I stayed up til four in the morning reading the second Twilight book.
I'm not proud.
In my defense, I'd had to have a coffee at 11pm because I'd fallen asleep over my work and I had an hour and a half left to do. I'm not proud of that either. Coffee = medication.
But then the caffeine, werewolves, vampires and
sexual tension suspense combined into a heady cocktail of not sleepy semi-arousal that had me reading avidly til four, counting hours of sleep but still not going there. Caffein and vampires do a dangerous mistress make.
Thought for today: Paul Noonan is your good-vampire boyfriend. Ohhhhhhh.