Not Sleepy. At. All.

So, I've been wondering why I have so much trouble sleeping at home, when the opposite should be the case, and I've finally come up with a conclusion of sorts. I can't sleep alone anymore. (Well, I can, but the sleep schedule gets fucked up the ass, as a result) I don't even mean this in a romantic or sexual sense, necessarily (though if I were to get companionship of either sort, no complaint there). I'm just used to having someone else in the room. I'm actually one of those weird people who likes and prefers having a roommate. Provided, of course, that I like said roommate. Which I did, last semester, and am going to, next semester. It's going to be fun, when I start my Junior year, and realize I may not actually want a single. People will suggest I seek counseling. Not that I don't need that, probably, but not for that particular reason.

So yeah. It's fuck o'clock in the morning, and I'm still awake. Whee! What happened to the pleasant drunkenness I felt this morning?

Merry Christmass, folks! ^_^