Javert - The nail that sticks up will be hammered down.

I dreamt I was leading a team of ninjas through a hedge maze filled with killer bunny rabbits, while we made our way through the British Museum in order to hunt down the Yeti that was haunting the place. I was being warned not to destroy or get blood on any exhibits when I woke up.

I was so exhausted yesterday that a lot of it feels like a dream. Was I really in London all morning? Did I see Les Mis?

I got into the city a bit earlier than I expected, so, like the historical geek I am, I schlepped on over to the British Museum again to see the rest of the Greek/Roman section and the African section (and yet I'm still missing seeing a few of the galleries *boggles*), very quickly took a lot of photos and saw the helmet I wanted to see, then ran to get tickets to Les Mis. and meet gramayre1971 for good food and good conversation. I was sad we didn't have more time (since it was obvious we could have talked for hours), but we were running to get to the theatre on time. I made it to my seat literally as the curtain was coming up.

The play itself was fantastic as always. They really has some high calibre voices and everyone sounded perfect for their roles. ( Cut for length and spoilers )

I had to run all the way to King's Cross to catch my train on time. I'm impressed by my physical conditioning really since I can run all the way up those huge escalators without getting out of breath, though by the fifth one in the day, I was getting a bit tired. Made it to the train with five minutes to spare and settled in for a long journey that once again involved dozing and staring out the window.

I also read Bisexuality in the Ancient World, which was quite interesting, even if the author is occasionally talking out her arse (or batalos if you prefer it in ancient Greek... the things you learn...). I managed to finish the entire Greek section and start in on the Roman one. Am left wondering why no one ever tells you that almost all the famous philosophers and statesmen were courting boys. I know I'd have paid a lot more attention to them if I had known *L* It's kinda fascinating how people's obvious traditional hangups over the topic have coloured all the scholarly works and analyses of the history.

Anyway, got ten hours of sleep and now feel human again. Will spend the day relaxing and recouperating. Ja ne!

Javert - The nail that sticks up will be hammered down.

I dreamt I was leading a team of ninjas through a hedge maze filled with killer bunny rabbits, while we made our way through the British Museum in order to hunt down the Yeti that was haunting the place. I was being warned not to destroy or get blood on any exhibits when I woke up.

I was so exhausted yesterday that a lot of it feels like a dream. Was I really in London all morning? Did I see Les Mis?

I got into the city a bit earlier than I expected, so, like the historical geek I am, I schlepped on over to the British Museum again to see the rest of the Greek/Roman section and the African section (and yet I'm still missing seeing a few of the galleries *boggles*), very quickly took a lot of photos and saw the helmet I wanted to see, then ran to get tickets to Les Mis. and meet gramayre1971 for good food and good conversation. I was sad we didn't have more time (since it was obvious we could have talked for hours), but we were running to get to the theatre on time. I made it to my seat literally as the curtain was coming up.

The play itself was fantastic as always. They really has some high calibre voices and everyone sounded perfect for their roles. ( Cut for length and spoilers )

I had to run all the way to King's Cross to catch my train on time. I'm impressed by my physical conditioning really since I can run all the way up those huge escalators without getting out of breath, though by the fifth one in the day, I was getting a bit tired. Made it to the train with five minutes to spare and settled in for a long journey that once again involved dozing and staring out the window.

I also read Bisexuality in the Ancient World, which was quite interesting, even if the author is occasionally talking out her arse (or batalos if you prefer it in ancient Greek... the things you learn...). I managed to finish the entire Greek section and start in on the Roman one. Am left wondering why no one ever tells you that almost all the famous philosophers and statesmen were courting boys. I know I'd have paid a lot more attention to them if I had known *L* It's kinda fascinating how people's obvious traditional hangups over the topic have coloured all the scholarly works and analyses of the history.

Anyway, got ten hours of sleep and now feel human again. Will spend the day relaxing and recouperating. Ja ne!