While I'm not yet sure if valerian improves my sleep, one thing's for sure: it impairs my ability to carry on a coherent conversation.
In other news, I'm wearing red today. I look hot in red.
My mom just called me and in the course of the conversation mentioned that she had to get home in time for American Idol.
I was a little surprised -- my mom is not a fan of reality TV. Hell, she used to mock me mercilessly for watching Survivor. "You're watching that?"
"I voted last night," she replied, and then launched into a five-minute analysis of who has the best voice, who's cute as a bug but doesn't have as great a voice, and which contestants she thinks are hooking up.
My mom is funny.