It's too early for a cup of damn good, so I'm contemplating a nice hot tea...maybe something herbal that will give me a few more hours of snoring away before I face the day.
Although...it's raining at the moment, and the sound of it is making me pretty content to just sit here and listen to it pitter patter on the roof.
The newspaper is already here, through what I imagine to be some miracle of science, but is probably just the placement of CS2 on the delivery route...but here nonetheless and ready to be contemplated. I know that I am probably the last person on the planet to do so, but I like an actual real live physical paper in the morning, instead of catching up with the world on this silly contraption.
Wait a minute...
I guess catching up with the world on this silly contraption is exactly what I'm doing at the moment in what can only be described as the mother of all ironies.
Happy Tuesday, Dearies. I hope you get to make some fun and mischief today! If it's not too incriminating, come tell us all about it!