Sleepy

I just hit a major wall. I was chugging along fine; I was even peppy. About 10 minutes ago, my body realized I've been up since 5:30AM. I could go home, but Jo still has my keys from sitting the dogs last weekend. I can't find Gavin. So, I couldn't get into the house if I went home. Of course, now I can't actually do any work either since I'm about to fall flat on my face. So.

I could really use a nap before going to Becca's tonight. Her friend Irwin is in town, and we're going to play Settlers and some weird card game called Guillotine tonight. I am informed that you actually collect heads in said game. And also that it's "fun". Given the state of the world today, I am less than amused at the idea of collecting heads. I really don't understand how people can be so horrible. Call me innocent, naive, whatever. I don't want to understand. I think if I did, it would be to my detriment.

Wow, that started out to be a cheerful paragraph. I think my tiredness is affecting my temper. Maybe Matt is ready to go home early tonight and let me in to sleep. I think I'll call him and ask.