yea, verily, I am exhausted
Nov. 26th, 2007 09:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Four hours' sleep last night. Some society work today, the beginnings of an essay, and a lecture to which the lecturer failed to show.
Which resulted in me spending an hour discussing homoeroticism and Robin Hood* with a couple of friends, after which I hied me to the gym.
And now, friends, citizens, fellow Romans, I am drunkenly tired and cannot move. Endorphins, we loves them, yes, but I'm starting to wonder whether I'll be too stiff to head to the climbing session tomorrow night.
I'm not nearly as unfit as I keep expecting to find myself, though. I suppose all the dashing for early trains is good for something, after all.
*In case you're wondering, yes, I'm still thinking about Robin Hood. I now want to write a story where Will Scathlocke is Marian in disguise - the daughter of a mad knight** who believed her to be his son after her twin brother died, or something else suitably implausible.
**In this version, it'd be Marian, not Robin, who gets to come home from the Crusades. Weird brain, I can has one.
Which resulted in me spending an hour discussing homoeroticism and Robin Hood* with a couple of friends, after which I hied me to the gym.
And now, friends, citizens, fellow Romans, I am drunkenly tired and cannot move. Endorphins, we loves them, yes, but I'm starting to wonder whether I'll be too stiff to head to the climbing session tomorrow night.
I'm not nearly as unfit as I keep expecting to find myself, though. I suppose all the dashing for early trains is good for something, after all.
*In case you're wondering, yes, I'm still thinking about Robin Hood. I now want to write a story where Will Scathlocke is Marian in disguise - the daughter of a mad knight** who believed her to be his son after her twin brother died, or something else suitably implausible.
**In this version, it'd be Marian, not Robin, who gets to come home from the Crusades. Weird brain, I can has one.