I woke up around noon, Jesse woke up around 1.30, and I woke Charlotte up short after that. After a surly start (tiiiiiired), we watched the full "The Last Party" documentary, tidied up a bit, and got driven home by Charlotte. I got home around 4? 5? Something like that. Very pooped out. I did some dishes, cooked dinner, and watched some tv, and then I got my blanket and some pillows to kind of nap on the living room floor, because I figured that way I wouldn't sleep very well or very long. Zoom. Open eyes. "Aziza, what time is it?" -"It's close to ten." Bah. Talk about wasted day! Of course once I woke up I couldn't go back to sleep, so I ended up staying up until 2-3 am, taping The Shawshank Redemption, and reading the Sandman book ("The Doll's House) Angela lent me and.. oh ghod. It was SOOOO GOOD. Beautifully illustrated, wonderfully written.. it was amazing. I'm now a complete Sandman fan. It was just... wonderful. Yes. But I did fall asleep.