A post filled with numbers.

I suppose it's pitiful that being out at 11 pm on a Friday night warrants its own blog post. Probably as sad as thinking that sleeping until 7:30 does. You know, I'm in my early (mid?) 40's, I pretend to be in my 30's, and my habits make me sound like a 60 year old woman. My grandmother, in her mid 80's, stays up until 2 or 3 in the morning and then sleeps until noon or later. Sometimes I'm jealous.