You Would Think It's A Full Moon
But it's not.
Insomnia has struck again. After crashing at 10pm after a delicious dinner of fondue (with potatoes, pretzels and my ill attempt at being healthy, broccoli) and pig out session with Mike on the Chanukah basket his aunt and uncle sent over, I awoke at 1:35. Mike was still up and I think I was under the impression we would watch a movie or something. Wrong.
So here I am, with ideas flowing through my brain and a small dog curled up on my side. Let's see what will be thought of tonight...