Month: March 2016
In response to Cardinal Guzman’s Changing Seasons challenge.
I spent the night marking English tests. There was about a hundred left to go when I started, and I finished by six in the morning. It wasn’t due to my high working morale or my love for my work (both of which are nonexistent), but due to me being stubborn. I decided I would get rid
In the light of my continuing if receding flu, I’ve embarked on tea treatment. Let it be stated for the record that I hate tea and never drink it, unless I’m convinced that tea is the last thing that stands between me and death. This time I choose life and drink tea. At least I originally
I like to think that I’m fiercely independent. That, of course, requires a degree of toughness. It’s all fun and games and cats to live alone, except everything else. Since this is a what-I-hated-the-least kind of post, I hate it the least to report that I’m managing surprisingly well. I’m surprising myself even, though I’m