Who Needs Sleep?

Why I can't sleep is something of a mystery to me, and yet here we are. My eyes are so tired they hurt, and I'm yawning uncontrollably, but when I go to bed I find myself gazing at the ceiling, thinking about nothing.

A list of things I have to do this week, hopefully getting everything on paper will get my brain off strike and let me go to bed...

• Finish Christmas shopping. (I got my mom and the Remix done today...I'd love to tell the interwebs what I bought, but frankly I don't trust y'all to keep it to yourselves.)
• Buy my brother a graduation present. This wasn't on the list until the Remix reminded me. Whoops.
• Get my new dress shirt pressed and starched. By friday. Better do that tomorrow.
• Get my dress shoes polished. By Friday. Hmm...there's a rapidly developing theme here...
• Last, but not least, I need to plan out my trip to St. Louis for the Bears game on Monday...apparently the people I'm going with are not the planning types, but I can't just roll with it. The Remix would be so proud.

Ok. That's all I have for today. Fantastically disinteresting, I know. Catch you on the flipside, interwebs...hopefully after a few hours sleep.