
Was up late last night (but not out late last night — the plan for Hive and Sinferno didn't pan out.)
Woke up bright and early by *CRASH*.
Crime Scene: broken shards of glass and puddle on the wood floor
Victim: pint glass of water
Prime Suspect: Ebenezer, of course. It's his modus operandi. He has previously slaughtered several water glasses in the same fashion.
Then, couldn't get back to sleep, even though I knew I needed another hour or two.