Spock, The Rock, Doc Ock and Hulk Hogan

Okay, so my body clock was all out of rhythm, so I decided to pull an all-nighter and tire myself out, have an early night the day after, and sort out my sleep pattern once and for all.

To keep myself awake, I went for a walk at about 5.30 in the morning, and decided that it'd be quite nice to sit somewhere and watch the sunrise. So I trotted off up the hill round Norfolk Park way, and sat on a wall at the crest of the hill in this little grassy bit.

It didn't work. I was there for two hours without any sun rising at all. I did, however, get to learn the entire lyrics to Eric The Half A Bee, which wasn't bad. I think that'll be my new Flash project instead of that Explosivo thing, which really never got off the ground.

i got home, watched half of the directors' commentary to Hitchhikers, and fell asleep in the middle of it. I woke up at half four, assuming it was 4.30 in the morning (of course, it wasn't, I didn't sleep for an entire day, that would be silly), so I got up and had breakfast.

I found everyone in the lounge, chatting. I was rather startled.


So, uh. I think I'm gonna get started on this Eric thing to get myself back into Flash again. I've got an assigment due soonish, and I need to be up to par.

Ciao.