Jen, my pregnant fiancé, didn't sleep last night. That means I didn't sleep last night. Not that I am complaining, because I love her more than I love my beauty sleep, but still sleep is important. If one doesn't sleep for about 10 days, they could die. But one can live for decades without a fiancé. I might love her more than sleep, but sleep is important. Life and death important. OK, I am complaining.