After two nights of being up past midnight and then being woken at 7:00 a.m. by the guy in the room next to us, who is having a very loud phone call. Midnight doesn't seem that late, but we're in San Francisco, so our bodies think it is two hours later.
SH: We should [wxyz] tonight.
Me: Not if the numbers on the clock are double digits. I plan to be asleep by 10.