In another moment of mindlessness, I poured coffee granules on my breakfast. I could make that a think actually - like Cocoa Pops. Coffee Pops.
If I start dressing up my cats that you will put a hit out on me. Promise?
That choice has changed to ‘how many layers of clothing would prevent the cats from eating me, when I die of cold’.
So being that I only have the energy to wiggle my fingers, I thought I'd wiggle them on the keyboard in front of a blazing fire while slurping on industrial strength coffee that would give a rhino the shakes.