We sleep around here. Okay, we like it. It makes us pretty and keeps us from killing our crazy friends.

i need sleep... in fact, i should have been in bed 2 hours ago... i should plan on a full 8 hours every night... i should not stay up and do teenager-ish or college-ish behavior-type things... and yet, i don't always do the things i should do... where is the fun in that?

so instead of going to bed at 10-something, i called a friend... i needed to get out of my apartment... i didn't want to sit at home and i didn't want to be left alone with me... and i convinced my friend to go hang out with me... i ate food that is not good for me too late in the night... i know it's bad for me... i know that eating after 9:00 (is it 9, still?) is bad... at least i drank water... and i did blame part of it on the fact that i didn't really have dinner and i was told to eat good meals and drink a lot of water because i'm giving blood tomorrow (or at least attempting)... 

but none of that is really the point... 

i love that right now i can do ridiculous things like go eat breakfast at 10:00 p.m. i like that i have other friends (who are mostly younger than me) who will put up with my whims and actually meet me for breakfast at 10:00 p.m. i know this will not always be the norm in my life... i know that someday, and to be honest, it's most days already, i will not have the desire to go eat breakfast at crazy hours... i mean, when i was in college, 10 was early... i know that eventually, all my friends will be married and will no longer have time to go out on a whim... maybe i will even be in that situation someday...

i guess the thing i am realizing the older i get and the faster time passes is that it's important to stop and embrace life before it slips out of our hands... 

tonight i was thankful for conversations about life and grandmas and theology and well, even boys... all over some runny eggs... for the fact that it was both a possibility and a reality...

but for now, i need sleep... i don't know that i'll get quite enough to make me "pretty" but if i don't get to bed now, i'll be fighting with the inevitable "opposite of pretty" in the morning - both physical and emotional... and i don't want to kill my crazy friends tomorrow... so 6 hours of sleep, maybe 6 and a half will just have to do...