Sheer laziness and the annoying knowledge that I won’t be kissing anyone tonight led me to eat sardines for dinner.
Somehow the waves of loneliness which strike most people (but probably particularly those who live alone) seem always to crash over me on my drive home. Tired and desolate feeling tonight. The dishes are too nasty to leave for tomorrow, so I’ll do them, but I mostly just want to pull the covers over my head and retreat to the dreamlands.
The Onion is particularly good today. Great lead article and infographic and Onion’s AV Club has a lovely interview with Neil Gaiman.