I am officially an unofficial insomniac. It is almost 2 am, and yet again I find myself staring pointlessly at this computer. I refuse to work or do anything productive, I refuse to think or do anything of importance. I just sit here and waste the hours away on the same things... I have tears welling up in my eyes, either from staring at the monitor or from a deep-seated sorrow that I am only beginning to understand the depths of. I'm sorry. That was melodramatic. Whatever. Anyway, now I'm frazzled. I'm going to go into my room (lovingly referred to as The Freezer) and try to get some sleep. Maybe I'll wake up and my face will be numb from cold again... Peace, love, and a can of cheese whiz to you all. ~ Angel