My own worst enemy

I tried to go to bed early.

But thought I needed to watch something to send me off.

Something familiar, that I could follow without concentrating, nothing too strenuous or thought-provoking or humourous.

I chose Nick and Norah's infinite playlist.

I miss going to gigs all the time and staying up until 9am. I miss music being my life. I'm actually jealous of Nick and Norah.

Still a good film though. Wish I could've heard 'Where's Fluffy?' the band they chase around manhattan.

But yeah. So I'm awake. And my music and facebook haven't helped me nod off, strangely.

Maybe I should read the Principle of Relativity half of my Quantum physics book. I've read all the stuff about actual Quantum behaviour now.