.It's this hot in January? It really must be global warming out there. At 5:20 am [at which time I had sadly not yet found the refuge of sleep]. I left the safety of my bedding to quiet down my grumbling stomach. So as I heat up the leftovers, toast the bread, and turn on the kettle the outlet overloads and trips. It seems like an ordeal to go down and switch it back on.
So later as I'm sipping my room-temperature tea and eating a cold meal. A Jones bottle, which has been sitting [alongside plenty others] on my windowsill conveniently gone unnoticed for months, falls on my lap. And under the cap it says "your mind, being creative and original will make you famous"
hmmmm. I wish
p.s. that tea was pretty good.
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