Tuesday, May 12, 2009

to sleep, perchance to not-think

Am doing relatively well, overall, what with knitting pasties, hanging with Mellificent, and fighting a cold, but I'm tired of thinking. My brain is weary. Sadly, 8:30 seems terribly early for bed. Heh...tea and pornography, anyone? Oh, right. I don't have any of option 2 floating around in my monk-level-chaste apartment. Yarn porn it is, then.

2 comments:

Dick Footlong said...

what??? no tea? and you call yourself english woman.sheesh...

Anonymous said...

by the way that was me not the old man.