I'm terrified of another sizzling summer. Dunno if I can endure it.
Speaking of DID, I found myself quite charmed by Ian Wright's very sincere-sounding sentimental blub moments last week. I'd never paid much attention to him before, not being into football or the kind of stuff he usually appears in. I approve of him now, though.
Watched PICARD. Ewww, the eye bit gave me a turn!
It's weird that I'm sitting here, now, mild as it is, with the bloody heat on, two light layers topped by an ultra-thick dressing gown, and winter slippers, but still shivery. I was like it last night, too.
Doodlediary: Belated #floatingheadsfriday