Sleeeeeeeeeeeeep?

Today was a strange day. Friday night Liz and I watched Scream (haven't seen it in YEARS--still good!) and I went to bed at about 11:30. Wasn't sleepy... Wasn't sleepy... So I watched the 2008 remake of Prom Night on Netflix. Not a good movie, but funny--the killer was Jimmy from That Thing You Do! ! Also, it seems like if everyone is dying of stab wounds there should be WAY more blood. And by "way more" I mean "any". Apparently if you're stabbed--even have your throat slashed-- you die so instantly that your heart pumps out NO blood. Still not sleepy. Watched I Know What You Did Last Summer --man, I never realized how boring and utterly useless Freddy Prinze Jr.'s character was. Still not sleepy. Finally fell asleep at about 3am...

...and woke up at 4:30pm. I slept for 13 1/2 hours. I NEVER do that, no matter how late I stay up I'm usually awake by 11 at the latest. SOMETIMES noon. I only sleep that much when I'm sick. Did I get sick and not know it? And so I've spent only a few hours awake today and wasted most of my weekend. On the other hand, I suppose weekends are supposed to be for resting up and enjoying yourself and I do love sleep. But in the interests of not throwing off my sleep cycle horribly and screwing myself when I have to wake up for work on Monday, I am going to force myself to go to bed now at 12:12 am even though I am not tired (I took the sleeping pill to prove it!). We'll see how this goes. And maybe, just maybe, if you're lucky, tomorrow I will tell you about how I spent the few hours I was conscious tody. They involve the words "Jane Eyre" and "the musical"!