Stupid cold (of both kinds). Stupid aches. Stupid stuffy head. Stupid EVERYTHING.
Except maybe... well my Gingerbread Latte smells of Christmas and winter and curling up by the fire and OH I'm so glad I treated myself to it ♥
(thanks
earth_magic for the the heads up they're back *g*)
Actually also if I weren't in such a spectacularly bad mood I would probably be bouncing off the walls because tonight is Endgame for me and that means Mark Rylance ♥♥♥