Delightful people with a little too much time on their hands
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Oh, what's the problem? This is hardly Great Literature. I'd appreciate anything taken from here being acknowledged, and I might change my mind if I'm suddenly proclaimed as the Literary Queen of the Blogosphere - but I probably wouldn't. Do what you like, just as long as it doesn't extend to defamation of anyone, even me.
Actually, you want to pass off what I say as your own, I might even be flattered. Let's face it, who cares anyway?
13 comments:
I believe an afternoon nap is allowed once one passes the age of 45.
Thank you for the warning - will spend the rest of the day in a flak jacket and crash helmet.
Oh, I sympathise! A wee 40 winks in the afternoon should work wonders.
How very blest a
Thing is the siesta
Wise plan, Sir B. Hello, Timorous Beastie, and thank you for calling in. And thank you all for the advice. I may not quite last until the afternoon.
Grumpy because you haven't slept? Or some other reason?
Oh, no other reason. I am just tired.
I joined the not sleeping club a while ago
somehow I manage to remain cheery tho. . .
. . .ho ho
hope you catch some Zs soon, Z
It's full moon and I couldn't sleep until four in the morning.
Oh dear. Group hug, everyone?
That sucks! I thought it was a pain being up at 5.05, but that's absolute luxury in comparison.
I thought of you at 5 o'clock, Simon, getting up early. Or, a long time after I did, in this particular instance!
Anyway, I did get half an hour's nap this afternoon and I feel quite chipper now. Just making lasagne for dinner.
Yeah! A happy ending*D
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