As I make my way to Penglai.

I've fallen in love with tea again. This herbal affection always seems to coincide with a resurgence in my love for all things British and a bandwagon desire to "do as Britons do." I found a lone sachet of Twinings English Breakfast Tea in the cabinet here at work and after doing a little digging I came up with a whole box of Green Tea that I'll move on to after I finish this cuppa'.

-- I'm also nursing a cold (two days of walking up and down Michigan Avenue without a coat will invite those kinds of things) and this tea is currently the most incredible thing my throat has ever felt.

This time last week, I was just waking up. Bollocks.

[ETA:]
bigbetterirish, as a fellow fontophile, I'm sure you'll appreciate this. I guess...not much makes news in Britain. An overturned apple lorry on the M-5, maybe?

Heh.

Because the only thing worse than cats themselves are the people who put captions like "I made you a cookie. But I eated it." on cats.

( Meow. )

I'm going out now.