I don’t like Mondays.
To add to the general insult of being forcibly removed from my beloved bed when it was still dark this morning, I have also discovered that I’ve run out of tea. My main stash is at home.
Seriously. Words fail me.
Oh, and you know the year abroad has finally gotten to you when you start dreaming in German.
My head hurts :(
I think I’m off to stroke something furry.