The usual Sunday post didn't happen this week, due to the fact that I felt as sick as the proverbial dog. Ingesting around 39489023 units of alcohol, often in the form of ludicrously coloured & titled shots will do that to a gal. Following it up with raucous dancing at Jillys did not help matters I'm sure. Not that I'm proud of my behaviour, but it provided a nice balance for the civilised start to my weekend! 
I have been allocated my OU tutorial group with 2 very prolific writers, who have bursts of inspiration at 1.30am & then share their efforts with the rest of us. This however, is rather intimidating.
At 1.30am I am comatose, dreaming the dreamless sleep of someone who pretty darn exhausted... not great for creating literary inspiration.
I have been allocated my OU tutorial group with 2 very prolific writers, who have bursts of inspiration at 1.30am & then share their efforts with the rest of us. This however, is rather intimidating.
At 1.30am I am comatose, dreaming the dreamless sleep of someone who pretty darn exhausted... not great for creating literary inspiration.
Anyway. I baked. They were darn good, if I may say so myself.
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