Day 641: Sugar

It's just not good for you, sugar

I am tired but happy. I enjoyed my day very much and am particularly grateful for how much I got to laugh. I'm really tired now, and a bit grumpy as well as happy (I ate a lot of sugar today, and it just doesn't help) but that doesn't mean anything except what happened. 

Thank you, man who has met famous people by working at the Nottingham Arena. Kylie Minogue is his favourite. Apparently, she is small enough to put in your pocket. Tom Jones is lovely too, he says (no indication of size). Cliff Richard is up his own arse. Nothing entirely unexpected, then. 

Got seriously dog-licked. It was sweet, if a tiny bit slimy and a tiny bit dog-breathy. Again, no surprises. He's not like other dogs. It's partly the smallness and the extra-bulgy eyes. 

Thanks for the fat, yellow beauty of the moon. It's lingering on looking full. It's not, but it's still very round and very lovely.