Okay, uh. Within three or four days, I made it through two and a half seasons of Doctor Who, plus three episodes of Torchwood because curiosity eventually got the better of me. I have no idea where I even found the time for that, although it does make a little more sense if you consider that I've been up for about 32 hours. Yes, I'm going to bed, like, right now. Not that I'm particularly tired or anything - I could go on for days! Or at least ... that's what it feels like. :S Who needs sleep, right?

It's funny. I know for a fact that things had already started to get a bit weird at least two weeks before I became interested in those tv shows, and yet a part of me is wondering whether I'm lying to myself and would be able to sleep if only I stopped watching them. Which is technically a ridiculous thought because I clearly remember having had exactly the same problem several more days ago than three or four. I'm just more distracted now, is all ... very, very distracted ... I think I'm going to like Torchwood even better than Doctor Who, and that's saying something.