[Google Image...I only wish my tea looked that good]
I feel a long night of no sleep and a ridiculous amount of tea coming on. I have oh-so-much reading to get through. Reading that I'd like to be finished with, um, two days ago, but alas.
Why do we need sleep? I remember reading some Dean Koontz book quite some time ago and Deliverance Payne (I believe that's how her name was spelled) didn't require sleep. I don't believe that the green-eyed monster has ever before or ever since so completely possessed my whole being.
Anyhow, off to more freaking reading, dish washing and not sleeping.