Magic

It is finally summer. Last year, it flew by. It did the year before that, too, but not as fast. This summer, I plan to try and sleep less than I did last summer, which is actually a bad thing since, in 2007, I only slept during the daytime. Being nocturnal is actually quite nice except for the fact that my parents, of course, can't stand that, so they will make sure I am awake just for the sake of being awake.

I remembered a couple of minutes ago the biggest thing to look forward to in the summer. The Tour de France. I have followed it for five years now, and I have to say it is one of the greatest sporting events in the world. It is the only reason I am interested in going to France; I mean, seriously, it's really the only thing it has given the world. To top it off, Lance Armstrong is supposed to be back this year. Lance was the reason I started watching it back in 2004, when he was going for his record sixth maillot journe (sp? I know there's some French kind of accent-y stuff in there).

I should probably go to sleep now. It is 4 AM. Starting a week ago, I have been up until at elast three every night. Hopefully, I will be able to wake up at a decent time today. Good night.