Oh my GOD guys. I am ridiculously tired. From baking! It's not fun anymore! AND I'm back at uni on Monday and I swear I don't know a mouth from an anus [which isn't ideal when you're doing gastroenterology]. Oh my god I can't believe I just said 'anus'. In polite company! This is the sad sad state that I have fallen into.
You know what's not helped? Salted butter caramel swirl brownies. Yes, it's a mouthful but WHAT a mouthful it is. It's like mouth-crack. Crack for my mouth. [I don't actually know where you put real crack. In your veins? Oh what a sheltered life I've led.]
So here I am, on a Saturday night, reading the Oxford Handbook of Clinical Medicine in bed. I feel like Hermione, reading Hogwarts: A History for a bit of light relief. Speaking of, has anyone else got the new HP film on DVD?
Clue: 2 out of these 3 songs are not new. So sue me.