I am evil. I am a bad influence. I ought to be ashamed of myself. I have just coerced Aidan into coming over - it'll take him an hour to get here, and then we'll both have another night of little to no sleep. I kind of slept for about two hours this evening anyway, so I'll be ok. But he's just finished a bad shift at work and he'll be wrecked. I'm so awful. But I guess I couldn't have talked him into it so easily if he didn't want to anyway... still, I could have told him to stay home and get sleep... but then I wouldn't see him... and that would suck... oh the conundrum. Oh well, too late, he's coming now anyway. I feel bad, but... I feel good too!