Name that Tune: “Everybody is just sitting around staring at the ceiling” – Sofa (for my lethargy) – Supergrass
Movie Quote of the Day: ” They’re shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity, and in a flash they’re gone” – The Notebook
I’m feeling the cold today… waiting for this 10cm of snow we have been threatened with which is yet to materialize. I’ve been sitting around, double busy (doing fuck all), until the heating kicks in.
I appreciate that if I was less stagnant in my movements I might have warmed up a bit, but truth be told, I have been struck down with a massive case of CBA-itis today.
Bman is in bed with the ManFlu so I have been allowed to olympic standard loaf without repercussion or reprimand.
Lethargic, my friend, is a damn understatement today!
Have also decided that wine is not my friend – it lies to me and fills my head with maudlin thoughts and I should make extra effort to avoid it at all costs.
I am even flirting with the idea of going on the wagon for a while, with valid exception to be made, for instance in times of medicinal necessity or when visiting France in July when we tour the Cognac Maisons of Remy Martin & Hennessey.
I may become a connoisseur of Tea instead.