Friday Feralness

It's raining.
It's pouring.

Dear God, I wish I was snuggled up in bed, snoring...

There really is nothing better than cocooning oneself in a duvet, with a number of handy hot water bottles, listening to the rain hammering on the tin roof. Nothing at all.

Oh wait! There is. Snuggling in said cocoon with the love of your life.

Perfection.

So, I guess, I don't really want to be snoring right now...


Tis such a feral day today, one of those nothing-is-going-right days.
* my email isn't working properly, so my daily infusion of Chestyness isn't happening, and I'm all cranky.
* I want coffee, but don't want to go wandering around downtown Jannali in the rain. And I hate having to pay extra to coffee that's drinkable. Why can't they actually use the correct amount of coffee in the machine, instead of serving dish water? Is it too much to ask????
* I have a gazillion bills to pay. And I can't be arsed.

Although - high point - I got 500gm of Hobbit Farm goats cheese today.
mmmm chevre.