Make coffee as soon as physically possible after rising; check my phone for messages—I like to see how many strangers and companies have loved me overnight; check my Blogger stats—again looking for the love; work, if I have to; do blog stuff (decisions, consultations with Irene, photos, editing, writing, editing, reading other blogs, link-ups); play Candy Crush Saga instead of doing anything else useful; squeeze in as much reading as possible—which is usually stolen moments; self-depricate at some stage of the day; actively, and if necessary, grumpily, avoid all forms of news; wish for and often fulfil dreams of cakes and biscuits and then self-depricate some more; tell myself to go to bed and listen at least fours later; make coffee to take to bed with me.
Wrestle with the alarm clock for the domination of time; wrestle with the alarm on my phone for the domination of time (usually the alarm clock and the alarm on the phone win, even if it is in a passive-aggressive way); make coffee as soon as physically possible after rising; smell Lollii, preferably head or belly smells and inflict numerous unwanted kisses and strokes on her person; appreciate the clouds; stimulate my creativity and brain functioning by coming up with things to write about on the blog that are pithy, witty and poignant (gfaph! sorry, just choked on the humility stuck in my gullet there!); analyse advertising—it makes me feel like a literary student again but takes up a lot less time, and I find it endlessly entertaining (and then I buy things); keep an eye out for the poetic in life; make coffee to take to bed with me.
Who wore it better?
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