I am exceedingly tired. There's not been much sleep in the Frieze household of late and I've not been getting up to naughty nightly shenanigans. A lot of driving has been going on and even when I've been home, I've found it necessary to work on the recording of our musical. The rest of October will also be highly stressful and I'm already feeling rather run-down. It would be lovely to spend about 20 hours in the bath, eating and sleeping - that would probably invigorate me. The risk of drowning is probably too great to contemplate taking the risk. Plus, I'd end up a little shrivelled... and cold.
Perhaps if I got a servant to keep the water warm and stop me from choking and drowning...
Or maybe I'll not bother.
I'd like to praise chocolate frosties for being there when I needed a pick me up at 3.45 this morning.
I'd like to praise coffee for being there when I needed a pick me up at 9.45 this morning.
and I'd like to praise milk for its capacity to go frothy. Sadly, a cappuccino, left unattended, will ultimately become a latte.