Cookies and drama

It's half past midnight and I'm sitting at the computer in nothing but my underwear, eating a cookie and finally catching up on my e-mails... why could I only do this once I should be asleep?
The play I went to see tonight was odd, but pretty good. Not perfect - my editor side was tutting and mentally brandishing a red pen at times - but very good. Is it wrong I fangirled the guy who was involved in creepy gay relationship with evil paedophile-type guy? Probably. All in all it made me more assured of my belief that romance and love can be very tricksy, upsetting things and I don't at the moment want them.
Have decided to go home next weekend - then my mum will just drive me back for my last exam, and we'll pack and then I'll leave for good this term. Wish I'd decided this before I'd bought all the food I'd need if I was going to stay... but it's no big deal. I do get far too worried about little things like this and I shouldn't.