Yawn

Every night I say I'm going to have an early one.  Every night I go to bed at around midnight.

Sigh.

Tomorrow morning we are planning a trip to the beach, and for once, for the first time in about 4 years, I actually fell like going for a swim in the ocean.  It's odd, I used to be a total beach bum in my teens, loved nothing more than lazing on the beach and body surfing; then I got prissy about sand and salt and wet hair.  The beach is messy, you know?  But I really want to go swimming in the morning. 

So I'm going to bed now.  Really, I am!