Too tired to do anything. Too awake to sleep. Although I was woken up this morning at 9am by the people who came by to loudly do some landscaping and cleaning outside my apartment, but I was able to fall back asleep after that. And then there was a smoke detector that went off at 11am -- no smoke in the apartment, it was that "I need my batteries changed, it's been a year" three-beep warning. Unfortunately, the adrenaline that flooded my system as I rocketed upright in bed when it went off made sure there was no way I was going back to sleep. It's a beautiful day outside with sunshine and flowers and puppy dogs and ice cream, and I'd love to partake of it... but something tells me I wouldn't be too pleasant and that I'd probably demand a nap within an hour of having left the apartment. So I'll sit here in my sleep clothes and maybe catch up on TiVo, and a nap may come after all.