So, silly me, I expected to sleep. But Nooooo. My stupid body decided that I didn't need to sleep. So, here I am running on probably 5 hours of sleep for the last WEEK. Oh, the joys of parenthood.
But, since I am feeling a bit "WHO AM I GOING TO KILL NEXT?", I think I should probably cut this entry short. Don't want you all to start reading and want to cry or send the men with those nice white coats after me. Although, I do like to hug myself. And with how clumsy I am, a padded room might not be so bad.
So, hey, maybe I should write some more. Seems like I might get a good deal out of it... :P