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.