simply taking and not giving
Really dull, this is...
One can only practise the ukulele for so long before getting sore fingers, I find. Much surfing of the internet ensues. Sometimes a bit of drawing. I've drunk so much tea that I'm back to the cheap stuff. The fact that I only realised this today and I've been drinking it for four days says something about my cold-ridden taste buds. It tastes foul, but I guess that means I'm getting slowly better.
There's this new blog: Valium Sandwiches. It's anonymous, but I definitely recognise that sense of humour. I hope it continues beyond a few days, but you know what these teachers are like.
My cough mixture tastes of treacle?