Well.

I am an incurable insomniac, I have exhausted -all- my ability to entertain myself with tarot cards, sketchpads and my boyfriend, who is blissfully sleeping sprawled across my bed, and I have nothing to do.

I think my practice of scheduling my homework and training ahead of time to try to avoid being behind when I lose time because of needing to sleep at odd times has finally come around and is biting me in the back of my head.

I am unamused.