8:32am and I'm up and ready to tackle my day. I honestly cannot think of a night (before last night) that I've gotten less sleep. I don't know what the hell was going on last night, but I remember being awake and either staring at the ceiling or tossing and turning for most of the night. I'm ok now but I have a feeling come 3pm I'll be pretty much dead to the world. At least I don't have any big plans tonight so I can get to bed early.