Insomia

One of those nights where my brain won't shut up long enough for me to fall asleep. And it's not like I'm thinking about anything important, like a paper I have to write ('cause I'm done with that!) or all the work I have to do tomorrow (which isn't really that much - last week was hell week). Nope, I'm laying in bed annoyed by the beef stew I messed up tonight and what I should have done differently and how I really don't want to have the leftovers for dinner tomorrow but that's what we're stuck with since we didn't buy anything else at the grocery store yesterday because we were too short-sighted to think past tonight's dinner and besides, chicken breasts weren't on sale and I don't like buying salmon until at most two days before we're going to use it and is this Michael Jackson tribute on the Grammy's supposed to be in 3-D? Sorry, got side-tracked there for a sec. Anyway, it's not like I took a nap today wich is usually reason for not sleeping on Sunday nights. Of course, I didn't really do much of anything besides getting the beef stew going in the crock pot. Oh yeah, there's Beyonce rockin' the 3-D glasses. Guess I missed the memo. Hey it's Prince and Paris and they're talking!