PROBABLY NOT
Ever have one of those nights where it seems like every album you put on sounds like the first time you heard it, and you just can't stop listening to music, and you don't want to go to sleep, because the next song you hear is just so damn good, and regardless, you still have to wake up at 6:30 am for work, but that means nothing to you because your singing at the top of your lungs to Badly Drawn Boy's 'Pissing in the Wind' and you can't hear the tock click, so you just keep singing, and next thing you know it's like 3am, and your wondering if there's a point to even going to bed at all, with only 3 hours to nap, and at least another crate of cd's & records to rumage through full of classics that need belting out in the wee hours of the night?

i hate nights like this...