It's 4 a.m. and I haven't gone to sleep yet. Why? Because I'm CRAZY.
This is my night: I got home at 10:30 and watched the last half hour of Grey's Anatomy on Lifetime. It was one of my favorite episodes, which is so fun even though I already have them all on DVD, so I was happy about that. I was getting tired, so I thought, OK, let me go take a bubble bath and read a little, and I'll (gasp) go to sleep a little early.
I took a bath, all right. And then I got out, put on my bathrobe, flopped on the bed and read a book. An entire book. An entire 358-page book. And then I got dressed, went into the living room, and put on the tape of the SAG Awards, thinking I'd just fall asleep in front of them. Ohhhhh, no. I watched the TV Guide red carpet, and then the E! red carpet, and then the awards themselves.
And now it's 4 a.m. and I am SO UP. I feel like I should go reorganize the closet or go through my cupboards or something. I mean, I swear. This is ridiculous.
(Best part of the SAG Awards: Chandra Wilson winning and then saying something about "those 10 people over there ... and the one in rehab." HA. Mariska Hargitay looked gorgeous. Vanessa Williams was most improved from the Golden Globes. I thought Jennifer Hudson's boobs were going to heave out of her dress when she gave her acceptance speech. I think that's all.)