Bright sunny day but I can't feel my fingers, same old same old to the power of a thousand basically.

Tiredness too, despite lying in bed for the past eleven hours. It was too crazy dream filled to be considered peaceful slumber.

I bought a new cookbook the other day and it told me the best way to kill a lobster, and it seemed very cruel and at the time made me exclaim "I'll never kill a lobster!" which my subconscious later made me regret as the main part of my dream was spent running from a giant lobster who was trying to kill me.

I'm tired and fat and ever so hormonal. It is not a pleasant combination.

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