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Got 4 hours sleep last night, broken up into 45 minutes chunks. This is what I get for deciding enough is enough and putting the boy to sleep in his crib. I spent all night straining to hear the non-existent baby sounds coming from his room.

American Idol sucked me in again this year. Stupid show. Sooo glad that chipmunk girl didn't make it.

The rocker guy Constantine...looks sort of like my old crazy roommates boyfriend, so I spend the hour continually wondering why he looks familiar. And, if this show were fiction (more than it already is), I would totally ship him and farm girl Carrie.

...I need a life.