I'll drink Monster, I'll down gallons of Coke, I'll take cat naps, I'll go running . . .
I am tired.
Last night I slept walked through a lecture on Shakespeare. Normally, I'm ecstatic to talk about Shakespeare--but last night I couldn't get my energy up there. I went to the gym yesterday afternoon thinking that an invigorating workout would help and I nearly died after 3 miles. No invigoration--just exhaustion.
I went to the foot doctor and he gave me a shot of cortisol. Holy cow shots in the bottom of the foot hurt like crazy!!! I woke up for that.
Than I went to Wendy's, ate a taco salad, and fell asleep in the parking lot.
Truly, I could change the world with this kind of mind boggling energy.
And I'm actually considering taking on an 8th class. Someone please shoot me.