Last night, after fae_struck's wonderful 80's B-day party (the band didn't suck, there was a lot of my kind of eye-candy, though I think I was there with the prettiest women... I really hope Raven scored some pics of us!) I fully intended to get home and be in bed by 11. Instead, I wound up hitting the bed at midnight, essentially having a really GREAT rite with Roni. I wound up not really sleeping until almost 2. The only good thing was that at least this time I SLEPT. The night before I only had two hours sleep, even though I was in bed for nearly 6, and that time is wasn't because I was doing anything particularly fun -- Roni was asleep next to me as I did my best impression of a man actually sleeping. Meaning my eyes were closed, but I couldn't get my mind to turn off to save my life.
While I have another early shift tomorrow, I WILL be asleep fairly early tonight. Tomorrow night too, though first I'm finally going to see "Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy". Finally, another two days off (and a date with perlandria on Tuesday!! Woo!) and my sleep deficit should be paid in full.
It felt a little weird not to have a FORMAL ritual for Beltaine... but I suspect the combustion last night was the universe's way of reminding us we don't always need one.