I promise you today that this will be a horrendously short blog post. I woke up at about five o'clock this morning to some nice heavy music blasting from my headphones, this in itself didn't wake me up, but it was surprisingly welcoming at such an early point in the day...
After eventually falling asleep again till about ten o'clock, I went downstairs and had a cup of tea. For most people this is an entirely and usual thing to do, so much so most people do it with out even giving it a second thought, by which point they probably realise that they have a piece of cotton wool in their tea cups instead of a teabag, because they had run out and not realised what they were reaching for in their zombie-conscious state.
I must point out that I don't like tea. I find it really rather grim, but lately I find myself drinking it. I must have had at least three cups today.
My day from then on consisted of sitting around reading. You'll be glad to know I've finished the goddamned book and I'm on to the next goddamned one! George Orwells Nineteen Eighty Four, I think I'm at least 10 pages in already...
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