after successfully (probably) creeping michael out
and talking to calum until i couldn't spell correctly (and then he went to sleep)
and reading MLIA for an hour

let it be known, that:

i, chelsea cole, am about to go to sleep. instead of trying to squeeze in a last minute of summer enlightenment, i feel as if i must go refresh my spinal fluid (because that's what sleep does, it makes you half an inch taller in the morning than at night) and renew my circadian rhythms. am i happy with my summer? i don't know, but it's already gone and tomorrow i'm going to have a killer headache.

nightnight, sleeptight, don't let the bedbugs bite!

LOVE

chels!