boy, when insomnia hits, it really hits. it probably doesn't help that I have a brand new shiny laptop (her name is Lynx, and she's a bit of a drama queen. She does, however, play nice with Lyra, my mp3 player, which is a Very Good Thing) that I can set on my nightstand while I lay in bed. but I'm sure even if I didn't have a lappy, I'd be sitting awake. Don't get me wrong, I love sleep. I love sleeping. but when it's hot and I'm having weird dreams and waking up feels terrible, well, why not pu
