-
-
Celestial Weasel (
celestialweasel) wrote, Celestial Weasel
celestialweasel
Blood, toil, tears and snot (well, no tears and tedious meetings rather than actual toil)
Once again, almost like clockwork, I have a cold (albeit minor) on the day that they are collecting blood in the village hall.
Also one of the nose things has disappeared from my glasses, though it could have been gone a while as they balance OK on my nose without it.
Bah, humbug.