My new burst of energy lasted until this morning, I had a half hour work out on my wii and ate breakfast, then went to work. And a couple of hours later, I felt really teary. I still do actually.
My mother thinks I must be tired. And I admit, putting High Fidelity on because the guy I used to work with at Uni had mentioned it on twitter at 11.30 at night and trying to watch it probably wasn't condusive to feeling good come the morning. Didn't help that one of my manager's was being his usual annoying self either.
So anyway, early (as in, before half ten) night for me tonight. But I've cracked into the first couple of chapters of The Portrait Of Dorian Gray now and I'm intrigued. I can see why Oscar Wilde stood trial for the content, they all sound like raging homo's. Not that it's a bad thing, but the Victorian era would have it down as evil or something.
I'm not in my most cohesive mood right now. I need a drink, and sleeps. Sorry.
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