Don't read this if you didn't watch TV yesterday.

Okay, so the past week I've been EXTREMELY tired. The past 3 nights I've fallen asleep no later than 9:30. Maybe because I'm sad about Mike and I. Maybe because it's dark by 6 now. Maybe because when I wake up at 6am, it's still very dark outside. Maybe because I have no idea. But I actually had to tape Project Runway knowing that I'd miss it because I wouldn't be able to stay up till 10.

So, I watched it this morning and was so estactic that Jeffrey won.

Sure, everyone loved Michael all season, but Jeffrey's was clearly the best in my eyes. If I could afford his crazy clothes I'd wear them in a heartbeat.

As for Lost, well sorry folks, I've been slacking. Now that I know that ABC reruns it on their website I don't worry about watching or taping it anymore. So, last night when I watched the first 10 minutes I realized my eyes were getting droopy and I was already tucked in bed. So at 9:15 I shut my eyes and the lights and didn't wake up until 6am.

As for everything else, I can't wait for the weekend. I think I will sleep the entire time. Because that's all I really want to do this week. The week of sleep. ZZZZzzzzzzzzzz

P.S. I know this all sounds very depression like, but I'm not. Believe me. I'm just sad that I had to break up with Mike. If you broke up with a guy you really cared about you'd want to sleep for a week too. I don't want to smoke cigarettes, so sleeping is my next favorite thing. If you know me, you know this is true. Years ago, Carl even wrote a song about this. I remember just the chorus: Barrie is so sleepy because of something something.