Seriously, heaven on a Tuesday.

I will tell you a story, you may not believe it as it is really quite delightful. Deliriously so.

I am currently residing (temporarily, despite the havoc of the earthquake) in a leather bean bag. All my own. It is leather. And the leather is fantastic, really. It is neither too cold, nor too hot. Not too hard, nor too soft. It is unequivocally perfect. (Note my penchant for using words I like, sometimes scattily with my inability to decipher their true meaning, instead inventing my own).

The rain beats on the double glazed windows (truthfully, not a lie designed to further the impact of this story). And I only feel warmth. This is in part (or rather, completely) due to the heater inches from my outstretched, uncovered feet. I am also on my 3rd cup of EB, which may be of some importance. The delicious brown covered liquid seems to slide down more easily as the number rises.

I am currently blog stalking, a little obsessively, getting carried away at this time of night.

I can always study tomorrow.

......or the next day.