It's all extremes this week - hot and hazy, complete inability to write, full deserts of christmas cake (the kind that keeps forever...) and luxurious vanilla ice cream with a spoonful of whiskey over the top, and ridiculous sappy movies (yes, I watched, 'You've Got Mail' for the second time). But as it is late and I need to finish a whole section of my chapter tomorrow I really can't go on about things that really aren't' making any sense. If only I felt that this was at all eloquent, but I know that I am too tired to really think about that.
I have freshly washed sheets, a P.G. Wodehouse book and a full glass of water. Sleep should go well!
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