Yep. You can tell how humdrum my real life is right now by the preponderance of Snapey stuff in my posts. He remains my favorite source of escapism, or as I prefer to call it - eSnapism.
But tonight I find myself totally unable to get to sleep without getting some things off my chest …
First the cat, which was determined to smother me, then decided to dominate my half of the bed entirely.
Second, my exiting agenda for tomorrow:
Morning: Take child to hairdresser. Wait around. Pay. Go home. Make lunch. Afternoon: Take second child to different hairdresser. Sit around waiting again, Pay again. Go home again. Make another meal. I may explode with the excitement of it all. Or go wild and sneak off under the radar to buy Snape!Guy a new wig ...
Third, these loony limericks which have invaded my brain for some unfathomable reason. I apologize, but they have to be extricated:
The man who was Dumbledore’s spy
Looked Voldemort straight in the eye
Then spun him some guff
RE: Harry and stuff
The Dark Lord knew not was a lie …
also
The sorcerer Severus Snape
Enchanted his billowing cape
When correctly charmed
His robes were alarmed
To repel all but that ghastly snake …
So there you have it, and now it’s goodnight from me. Post me a Limerick if you dare! (It's a weekend challenge)