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Bad Tea Day

It's not been easy. At lunchtime I spilt half my tea on a park bench in Clapham, not for the hell of it either, or to see if the paint was water-soluble. So we went back to Simon's office and made some more tea, but the milk was off.

When I got home tonight I made some tea, and the milk was off too. Am I cursed or something? Are witches trailing me? Did I forget to baptise my firstborn? I know I forgot to have a firstborn, but that hardly makes me curse fodder.

We don't have anymore milk, except for some powdered that expired in Nov 2002, making it slightly older than most of the children I know. So I used that and have some close approximation of tea.

In better news, simonjrogers and I have knocked into shape the structure of our Trail of Cthulhu adventure and written a couple of thousand words each. So maybe it was the Theron Marks Society.


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May. 4th, 2007 08:58 am (UTC)
Ooh, I've been having a bad time with milk lately as well.

The other day I got home and discovered that due to latent student-ish tendencies, what was left had gone off, so I bought some more from the shop next door.

When I got home I found that had become enlumpened as well - unfortunately I discovered this by taste. That'll teach me to drink from the carton (see aforementioned studenty tendencies).

The milk I bought yesterday from a different shop was partially frozen, but I'd rather have overzealous thermostat operation than not enough.

Milk, eh? Tch.
May. 4th, 2007 03:38 pm (UTC)
Went out to get milk this morning, after you went to work. Got groceries, rearranged groceries, found unopened bottle of milk on side in plastic box in fridge. Damned milk fairy!!

And what bloody firstborn? Don't even joke about it!
May. 4th, 2007 07:51 pm (UTC)
Tea puts you in a good mood. Writing in a tea desert, particularly when you were snatched away from the tea oasis, gave the sombre and even vindicative tone required for Cthulhu writing. Be thankful you didn't eat dessicated elder thing like those poor sailors!
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