Let Me Sleep
Oct. 21st, 2008 09:54 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
f4f3Another night of tossing and turning. I can't blame eating late, or eating too much this time, so it must be Heroes Season Two that's doing it. I have to admit that I'm really enjoying this. It's the closest thing to a real comic book style of story-telling I've seen on the box (closer, that is, to say Claremont's X-Men or Grant Morrison on JLA. It even walks the same turf as Watchmen, although with less depth). I even cut back on that, though, only watching two episodes and being in bed for 11.30. Bah and humbug - will try to be in bed even earlier tonight, despite having a visitor.
I did managed to fall out of bed and into the gym this morning, but I'm definitely not in the groove yet. I didn't get there until 7.30, which should be enough time for 30 minutes exercise and then a quick shower, out by 8.15 and in the office by 8.30. I spent 10 minutes faffing around looking for my headphones though (hopefully I left them at home, and not in the locker room last night) and when I couldn't find them I had to subject myself to watching some species of MTV while I worked out.
Is it just me, or does Madonna look scary? Scarier? Even Kylie is trying to adopt a Hayworth/Harlowe look, but Madge is still peddling herself as the dancer/sex kitten she was in 1980. Her body is obviously a thing of wonder, but set out in leotard and fishnets it's hardly a thing to kindle desire. Maybe I'm out of step here, but really, dear, put it away would be my advice.
I also sweated my way through a fairly amusing video of a pretty boy with a guitar serenading his love, with the twist being that dozens of other guitarists wander in and join him. It's a nice conceit, but a little bit spoiled by the number not being exactly swamped in guitar sound.
The other videos were mostly hip-hoppers bragging about their money/rides/girls, which leave me cold.
I did managed to fall out of bed and into the gym this morning, but I'm definitely not in the groove yet. I didn't get there until 7.30, which should be enough time for 30 minutes exercise and then a quick shower, out by 8.15 and in the office by 8.30. I spent 10 minutes faffing around looking for my headphones though (hopefully I left them at home, and not in the locker room last night) and when I couldn't find them I had to subject myself to watching some species of MTV while I worked out.
Is it just me, or does Madonna look scary? Scarier? Even Kylie is trying to adopt a Hayworth/Harlowe look, but Madge is still peddling herself as the dancer/sex kitten she was in 1980. Her body is obviously a thing of wonder, but set out in leotard and fishnets it's hardly a thing to kindle desire. Maybe I'm out of step here, but really, dear, put it away would be my advice.
I also sweated my way through a fairly amusing video of a pretty boy with a guitar serenading his love, with the twist being that dozens of other guitarists wander in and join him. It's a nice conceit, but a little bit spoiled by the number not being exactly swamped in guitar sound.
The other videos were mostly hip-hoppers bragging about their money/rides/girls, which leave me cold.
