(this never happens – I am seriously delighted!)

Now I see why people have two weeks off work. You need the second week to recover from the first.

Gardening is a thankless task. I get sweeping/hoovering inside, but outside? As soon as you’re done, some pigeon comes and drops something or a tree decides it’s sick of holding all those leaves up. Fucking trees.

This dog is so fun.

He might’ve been encouraged somewhat, but it’s still cool to see. Unless you don’t like dogs. Or water.

At some point recently, I don’t exactly know when, parties became a calm affair. Conversation and bad puns replace loud music, shouting, drinking and spending too much, and being sick.

I think I’m going to like getting older.