  I can't sleep anymore. It was all I could do to settle down and try to lay in bed at 2, then I popped right up at 6 with a smile on my face. I can almost identify the source of this problem, but I hate to acknowledge it. My mind was racing with everything from lost power cords to deontological ethics to switching schedules to midriff-baring half shirts and hearing loss. I need to find some breakfast. I'd really like a biscuit. That's not going to happen this morning. 
