What is it with silver cars?

Couldn't be arsed.

Bored and couldn't be arsed.

Last night I had such a gentle evening. Read a book, crunched a pringle or two, savoured some high quality chocolate and sipped my ginger beer. I stopped and contemplated my navel and had a think about my toes. It was lovely.

This evening that mood is gone and I'm bored and couldn't be arsed.

PPPPPPthtththtsssssthththth.

Going for a shower.