Another Senior Moment

I know you're not supposed to start referring to your early onset senility and inability to stay up past sunset until you're like over the hill (and, no, 30 doesn't count), but I was only able to see our friends In the Pines last week after getting 15 hours of sleep the night before. (No, I don't usually sleep that much; I had this insane migraine that knocked me out at 5pm and then I was pretty much useless until the next morning). I was dying to see uberhyped Arcade Fire a few weeks ago when they passed through town, but could I stay up late to make it to Lawrence?

No.

And I'm 29 tomorrow! It's a conspiracy, all of it.