I wouldn’t even bother reading this if I were you…

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I’ve just had an afternoon nap. It was quite pleasant.

It’s possibly the icing on the cake of what has, thus far, been an eminently pleasant Saturday. I’ve done nothing all day. My beloved and I did venture out this morning for breakfast, but that was an act of labour saving delight. Since then I’ve lounged in front of the TV, read a few pages of a novel, eaten some empty calories and nostalgically listened to few albums from the mid-nineties while lying on the bed in the guest room, which is unfit for actual guests to ever inhabit, but which serves perfectly well as my blog-office. Somewhere between Pearl Jam’s ‘Ten’ and Pulp’s ‘His and Hers’ I dozed off. I have recently woken up and I’m now facing my first crisis of the day. Continue reading I wouldn’t even bother reading this if I were you…