|
I assign being bloated, plus having a dreadful cold that makes my nose so congested that I can hardly breathe at night. I also assign having the Standard Based Assessments the next day, maths. Which is my least favourite kind. (But I did get to read about the history of Galadriel and Celeborn and Of Tuor and His Coming to Gondolin, that's a plus I suppose)
__________________
The Party Doesn't Start Until You're Dead.
|