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Insomnia sucks. Big time. Thursday night I fell asleep around 5am. Last night I finally conked out around 4am. Getting up at 5:30 is very, very painful right now. And again, not I'm not stressed. Not at all. Things are actually going quite well. I just can't sleep. I'm dreadfully tired, but not at all sleepy. Does that make any sense?

I got my Wicked tickets for Toronto this weekend! YAY! I certainly did the happy dance. I was dog sitting all weekend though, so I didn't get anything done I really should have. I owe people icons, and love, and I'm sure other stuff. I'm working on it, I really am.