achy and breaky. either because i'm dying of a head cold or because i
failing
at the giving-up chocolate resolution thing. it's all Galaxy's fault.
not failing
at the not-giving-a-damn resolution so far.
joining
the YMCA :| it being an even year and all - self improvement happens in the even years... self-destruction in the odd years.
hoping
there's a snow day tomorrow. and the day after. i want to sleep in...
loving
the new vacuum cleaner. firstly the nice lady in Bed Bath Beyond pretended we had a coupon even though we didn't, and secondly that vacuum cleaner found an entire cup of pet fluff/lego men body parts/laffy taffy wrappers in the first 3 mins. and thirdly: it's white. i completely love it (and please God: don't let it ever lose suction!)
listening
to Power Corruption and Lies by New Order. which usually make me so homesick but not anymore... oh no! Coronation Street is like being home each day, it's chicken soup for the Mancunian's soul.
this is my favorite meal ever. like, E-V-E-R-!-!-!
with malt vinegar. and HP sauce. and white sliced bread. and no interruptions ;)
twas a dreaded sunny day so we met here :)
this old snuggle-bug is getting grey....
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