If it was beauty sleep, it didn't work...

I went to bed at 8:30 last night. It was inevitable. Tuesday, I was up until 1:30 a.m. (technically Wednesday morning, no?) power-leveling my CoH character M-K. That pic is of me with my goons, in case you guys aren't yet acquainted.

And Wednesday night (Thursday morning), I was up until 1 a.m. with Jeremy who was licking his emotional wounds after a fight with Sara. They made up and he went home (and I bit my tongue and let it slide). I don't regret staying up when a friend is involved — ever — but I think my eyelids have a mind of their own.

By the time last night rolled around, I was dragging. I thought about doing the caffeine thing (see caffeinated soap here), but I've still got some residual fear from my Memorial Day caffeine-poisoning. So I relinquished the 2-liter of Pepsi, meditated for an hour, then grabbed some shuteye.

It ended up working in my favor, though I didn't plan it that way. Tonight is The Night. City of Villains goes live at midnight Eastern, effectively putting a cork in the whiny naysayers who've prattled on about its tardy release. Priority Numero Uno is reserving my characters' names. Priority Numero Dos is fighting the lag while not complaining about my much-needed video card upgrade.

Sigh. I never thought it'd happen, but now I understand why Pablo skipped class to play CounterStrike: An in-game faceplant — for whatever reason — is much better than an in-class faceplant due to the boredom of not gaming.