Tuesday-itis
I'm not usually a coffee-in-the-mornings sort of person, but this morning when I woke up with every limb stuffed with pure lethargy, I knew coffee would be the only way to help me survive the rest of the day. So here I am, yawning over my cup of coffee, trying to look as if I'm typing up minutes as my boss yakkety-yaks in the next room.
So. Tired.
But I didn't even do anything particularly tiring yesterday! If anything, I should have been this tired last Friday morning, since the night before I'd gone for the night showing of Monster House with some mates.
Monster House, by the way, was awesome. Surprisingly Burtonesque, with snappy dialogue and children in actual peril. ~lovelovelove~ And it was genuinely scary!
The movie left me with the obvious conclusion that it's adults who are more disturbed with frightening children and seeing them in peril; children tend to be okay with both. It's like, when I watched The Return to Oz as a kid, I thought it was a great movie and with a great heroine, but when I watched it again as an adult the dark themes bothered me a bit (though it's still a great movie with a great heroine).
There's no point to this post, really. I'm just trying to wake myself up.
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