Saturday Night

My eyes are drooping, and the words in front of me are blurring together. It's not really that late, and I slept in this morning, so I shouldn't be tired, but I'm working on an exam for an online class I'm taking--a class devoted to the study of literary criticism and critical theory. The textbook for the class should be prescribed for people who have insomnia, so needless to say, I'm not having a lot of fun. I'd rather be doing this... Or sleeping. That would be fun too.