i’ve been trying valiantly not to nap this afternoon. it’s perfect napping weather, and the only thing more fun than crawling into the downy warmth of my bed with a good book would be having sex with an actual partner in the downy warmth of my bed. since that’s not an option, i think i’ll read a book and try not to nap. if i’m lurking about here at midnight, you know i failed miserably at the not-nap taking adventure.