I love your imperfections, I love your everything; your broken heart, your broken wings

Well, I went to bed last night around 1.

Woke up at noon. God that's nice.

11 hours of sleep makes me very happy.

And I woke up to 9 emails. Makes me feel important too...

I need to start drinking water. I'm getting a headache already. Water will make everything better.

And for whatever reason, I want to use the word "archaic" very badly, but can't think of a good use for it.