Now, put your head between your legs and kiss your ass goodbye.

Thing's ain't been the same since the Blues walked into town.

I just ordered a stainless percolator (lovelylovely sound: *rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle... rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle...*) and smell and a new presspot to replace the one I fried. I was so tempted to buy an absolutely gorgeous Eileen, but the Columbia has no glass for me to break when I leave the burner on high and no plastic to melt, and it's a thermal carafe too.

I can't wait to wake up and smell the coffee.

Now drink the coffee, but not too fast: if The Glass Menagerie taught me anything, you get the stomach cancer if you gulp down hot food or drink.

Can I talk about my coffee morning yesterday?

I woke up about eight, and headed straight to the kitchen to make coffee... but there was NO WATER!!! Aaaaargh! The water had been cut off for some repairs or something.

So I go to get water from the Brita filter pot... and it was empty!!!!!!! Aaaaaaargh.

Eventually I found a glass of water with carrot sticks in it in the fridge, and was contemplating actually using it to make a cup of coffee... when I thought about checking the electric kettle. Yep, enough sitting in there to make two little espresso pots. Yaay!

Then I waited for the water to come back on, because I had a meeting at 12 and needed to take a shower, etc. BUT NO. NO WATER!! Aaaaaargh!

So, finally, I washed my face and brushed my teeth in the carrot water, and went to my meeting unfresh. What a yucky coffee morning that was.

Oops.

This:

I just ordered a stainless percolator (lovelylovely sound: *rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle... rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle...*) and smell and a new presspot...

...should have been this:

I just ordered a stainless percolator (lovelylovely sound: *rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle... rummmmbbble, gurrrrgle...* and smell) and a new presspot...

...because I didn't order a new smell, I actually just wanted to indicate that a percolator makes a lovelylovely sound AND smell.

/grammaraagh.

Every time I think life is never as riffy and jokey and setup/punchline as the movies or TV I end up doing something like brushing my teeth and washing my face in the carrot water. Never fails.

I thought all bunnies washed their faces and brushed their teeth in carrot water?

...because I had a meeting at 12...

Sunday-go-to-meetin'?

Okay, make sure your duffel is packed and small. Your shuttle is coming in about a half-hour, and you're still in no shape to plan for last-minute shit.

Just pull yourself together and get to the airport. I'll meet you there and we can go over what's going down in London.

Just pull yourself together and get to the airport. I'll meet you there and we can go over what's going down in London.

But avoid the man with one red shoe.