I get into bed by midnight for the first time in ages, and what happens? I end up picking up Goblet of Fire and reading the final, um, six hundred or so pages and not turning out the light until 3:30. And wake up at eight. I'm somehow wide awake now, but that's not going to last long, I'm sure. I'll be snoring to make the kids laugh at work today, I bet. And inventing the Sleepwalk Bellydance at the hafla.