Sleeepy.

Went to a ceilidh last night. It was fun. Surprisingly, most of me still works this morning, too, and none of me has gone pretty colours, which I'm slightly put out about. (If I'm going to go crashing into piles of chairs, spin out and fall over backwards, and walk into iron posts on the way home, I expect to at least have some bruises to show for it...)

Technically I should be having a shower about now, but because I've only just taken my Even Larger Quantities Of Medicine, I'm not sure I want to be committed to standing up for half an hour quite yet. Of course, this means I'm going to run out of time and get annoyed about it, but never mind.