hello, 2:30 a.m.

Once upon a time -- a long, long time ago -- I looked like this:

...and had absolutely no trouble staying up until it was morning. The secret? Oh, I don't know -- being young, loud music, the development of AOL instant messenger?

Anyway, spoiler alert: now I'm old, a mother and loud music gives me a headache. (And thankfully I've laid off the plaid a little. Okay, a lot.) Most of my friends have children and are all in bed like sane people. (Or, you know, people with children.)

But here's my old friend 2:30 a.m., a little bit more quiet and eerie than I remember it. I'm still trucking along!