Insomnia and graphite

I can't sleep. I have this excitement inside me that won't let me, like a kid on Christmas eve. I need to be steadfast, though. I recognize the first stages of infatuation; I need this love to survive through the dry period when the infatuation cools down.

Anyhow, sleepy without sleep and bored, I decided it was a good time to draw. The link is to a quick sketch of me in my jamies. It's not very detailed, but I felt good about the overall "feel" of the drawing, so I decided to upload it. It gives a good sense of my abilities up to this point. I know it looks like I'm frowning, but that's just how I look when I'm concentrating. The picture ends where my vanity mirror ends, which is why there's nothing below my shoulders.