Lame!

It's not even nine o'clock yet on a Friday night and I am ready to go to sleep. In fact, I'm one computer and a lamp short of being asleep. It wasn't so long ago that I couldn't sleep no matter how much time I tried devoting to it and this week it seems I can't get enough. As I've uttered about a dozen times to various coworkers: it's been a long week.

I know, logically, that one week can't be longer than the other because, by definition, a week is 7 days long. But some weeks just take more out of you than others. This was one of those weeks. As the clock inches nearer to nine, I'm not even sure I have the energy to stay up for Stargate: Atlantis which doesn't start for another hour.

How lame is that? (the being too sleepy to stay up part, not the bit about Stargate: Atlantis.)

With as tired as I am I hope I'm not coming down with something. Again. I have this overly ambitious immune system that likes to beat on perfectly healthy tissue -- you'd think that would mean that I'd get sick less often, right? Apparently it doesn't quite work that way. It just means that I'm supposed to get more sleep than I regularly do during a good week and makes the bad weeks that much worse for not being 100% healthy. Maybe that's what my body is currently trying to remind me. I really do need eight hours of sleep a night and the six and a half hours -- maybe -- that I get just isn't cutting it. Silly body trying to tell me what's good for us.

Anyway. It's lame but I think I'm off to set the VCR to record SG:A and then I'm going to get some, apparently, much-needed sleep.