How can I be so tired?
May. 28th, 2008 12:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
desperanceOof. For a man who didn't do much yesterday, I was notoriously tired: had trouble all evening with the staying-awake, finally fell asleep in the bath, dragged myself to bed and slept till the radio waked me. And then slept again.
And finally rose to the imperative of the young gentlemen's breakfasts, and checked e-mail and drank coffee and so forth, and put myself together for a morning's work at the Lit & Phil. Walked out of the door loaded for bear - and pretty much just turned around and walked straight back in again, because the notion of a twenty-minute walk into town had just defeated me.
And it's now midday, and - well, I'm just sitting here, really. Almost too tired to breathe. Perhaps I'll declare this a reading day, and spend it on the sofa? It's a really bad day for this to happen, as Ido did want to get the Alexandria story finished by the weekend, so that I can Begin Vol Two on June 1st (having Begun Vol One on June 1st last year, there would be a pleasing symmetry to it, and I am all about the patterns).
Whatever, though. Is nothing happening here right now. I am dead, apparently, and not of the cute at all.
And finally rose to the imperative of the young gentlemen's breakfasts, and checked e-mail and drank coffee and so forth, and put myself together for a morning's work at the Lit & Phil. Walked out of the door loaded for bear - and pretty much just turned around and walked straight back in again, because the notion of a twenty-minute walk into town had just defeated me.
And it's now midday, and - well, I'm just sitting here, really. Almost too tired to breathe. Perhaps I'll declare this a reading day, and spend it on the sofa? It's a really bad day for this to happen, as I
Whatever, though. Is nothing happening here right now. I am dead, apparently, and not of the cute at all.