a nonexistent morning calls for an early night
Sure, I went to bed at 5ish a.m., but when I woke up this morning afternoon and saw that the clock read 3:45 (as in 3:45 p.m., aka 15:45) even I thought that was a bit excessive.
So when the po-po showed up at Ashley Harris' graduation party shortly after 23:00 and the party had to move to another house, what I might have last week seen as an adventure was instead this week regarded as a sign that it was time to call it a night. (Also leading me to that decision was the fact that no one I was talking to at the party was planning on making the move to the other house either.)
Yawn... This week-plus of parties is starting to catch up to me.