Even my cat is asleep...

It's three thirty in the morning and I'm still wide awake. You know, it's weird, but I totally thought that not being insanely stressed out about school would automatically fix my sleep patterns. Apparently not. It's way too late to take a sleeping pill, too, because Kait's going to call me in the morning so she can pick me up and we can go hang out with Trevor. And I need to be ready neurotically early for that, because that is what I do.

I'm still worried that she won't like her Christmas present.