I hurt.

Bruises are spreading further up my inner upper arms.

We go camping tomorrow.

Ordinarily, this would be fantastic.

But after days of little sleep, lots of physical exertion, lecture after lecture, hundreds of painstaking room condition reports in hot, creaky houses, and kindergarten-esque mandatory milk & cookies, I just want to duck under the covers and not come out.

But there's a pretty waterfall to climb, so I'll shut up.

And Noble? Why did you never mention that you had this fizzucked up midget stripper pole thing in your old closet? And that crawlspace? Cree-pee.

Going to bed.

And I must say, I've seen an incredible number of Dune inspired LJ usernames tonight. I almost forgot that "Sihaya" comes from Dune: it was Paul's secret name for Chani.

That was my bit of random for tonight.

And Mike? I love you and miss you terribly. I can't wait to see you Friday night.

*limps sorely off to bed*