Jim and Pam are great.

Instead of perhaps studying more thoroughly for my exam tomorrow, I sat and watched deleted scenes from the office with my roommates. How could I resist? They all are so happy and it looks like so much fun...
Really, that's about all I have. I was trying to think of a funny story, but...nothing.
The difference one hour can make is amazing. Exhibit A: I could have gone to sleep an hour ago and been tired, yes, but good in the morning squeezing into my tights and leotard for the 2nd time this week. But. Here I am, an hour later, and the likelihood of me feeling like I got run over by a truck as I roll out of bed and, soon after, warm up for plie, releve, retire, is much greater. So. Before it becomes another hour, I am off.