I’m a girl who wishes she didn’t need to sleep, but desperately needs to get at least 7 hours a night (9 is better).  I know this.  I know how I feel when I don’t get enough sleep, and it is ugly.

Then why oh why am I going to sleep so late this week?  Has my ability to reason gone on vacation?  Am I so stressed out that I’ve lost the necessary ability to look at my watch and think, “Hmm, I do believe that it’s bedtime”?

Maybe.  Damn, but I’m an idiot sometimes.