It is 12.30 in the morning. My flatmate's having cereal and I'm eating toast. We just said good morning to each other. This is toooo weird.... and no, neither of us has been to bed yet, if you're wondering. I'm still trying to get work done. Am inching towards that. Taking a break now. Why am I having toast? That's right, I had a craving. My mind's in a weird state of "huh?". I'm suddenly feeling more awake. Must be the toast. Did I mention it's a PBJ toast? Yum....