Day 514: Dirds

Oh my livid fuck, this is BRILLIANT: Dirds. Honestly. Dirds. Thank you for this bunch of random idiocy. Just the front page made me laugh at my computer like it was Jack pretending to be sick in his mouth (it's a long story).

The lady in the shop who let me go first with my two things was lovely. She had a weather-worn face and lots of warmth in her eyes. She was free with her chat and generous with her queue position. She had very long bottom teeth. 

Lots to be grateful for today. One thing is that my eyes no longer look red-rimmed and my face looks less like a dead person's face than yesterday. Another is my bed. It's lovely and I am in it. I won't be in it for a huge amount of time - leaving early tomorrow - but I will make the most of the time I have by sleeping more intensely than you could possibly imagine. I wonder if I have cheese to help me along with that... May my dreams be full of oddness and truth. I shall strap in. Here goes.