I really WAS planning on being in bed a half-hour ago. No, seriously.

And oooooh, I just noticed that, while the top button of my sweet-looking nightshirt is obediently fastened, the middle one, down by my spectacular boobage, has been open the whole time. Must go check out view in mirror, brb…

For those just tuning in, this is what liveblogging a break-in looks like. It’s stream of consciousness, only you’re in my consciousness. Welcome.