...and so to bed.

Well, it may be BST but my body clock is still on GMT.

Bugger.

Oh well, I can awa' to bed safe in the knowledge that I have completed a NWO sheet.

Such evil nastiness....

Har.

...and so to bed.

Well, it may be BST but my body clock is still on GMT.

Bugger.

Oh well, I can awa' to bed safe in the knowledge that I have completed a NWO sheet.

Such evil nastiness....

Har.

They call me mellow yellow...

Hastur La Vista, Baby!

I amHastur! The Unspeakable One is the master of those who seek to unveil the mysteries of death. It is through meditation upon the Yellow Sign that the devotee of Hastur seeks transcendence to the city-realm of dim Carcosa. Through a complex series of visualizations that expand the aspirants void-consciousness, the final age will arise. Ruled by the ominous King in Yellow, a new stage of reality will come to fruition. Of the Olde Ones, Hastur is considered to be one of the most difficult to work with, his teachings being reserved exclusively for the Cthonian Adepts and Lords.

Which Great Old One are you?

Mmmm...

Chewy.

They call me mellow yellow...

Hastur La Vista, Baby!

I amHastur! The Unspeakable One is the master of those who seek to unveil the mysteries of death. It is through meditation upon the Yellow Sign that the devotee of Hastur seeks transcendence to the city-realm of dim Carcosa. Through a complex series of visualizations that expand the aspirants void-consciousness, the final age will arise. Ruled by the ominous King in Yellow, a new stage of reality will come to fruition. Of the Olde Ones, Hastur is considered to be one of the most difficult to work with, his teachings being reserved exclusively for the Cthonian Adepts and Lords.

Which Great Old One are you?

Mmmm...

Chewy.

You can eat too much cheese

Oh dear.

The contents of my fridge have developed a bi-cameral democracy. This means that sometime soon, I shall have to commit mass vegicide. Probably tomorrow.

I know I should do it now, but the weak and traitorous giblets are in rebellion and the thought of the miasmic assault awaiting the defrost is just too much to contemplate without a pack of strong French Freedom cigarettes to hold it back is, frankly appalling.

The only edible dainties in the fridge, you see, consist of bread, cheese and milk. Not a diet for the cholesterol conscious dieter such as I pretend. Nonetheless, certain tasty comestibles may be essayed from such ingredients. Not least the toasted cheese sarnie. Basic, but full of separated lactic goodness.

Except that what looks and tastes like a good idea at oh, say, 8pm seems rather less so at 11.50pm.

For toothsome they may be. Digestible they ain't. And this leads to certain ... repercussions.

Oh frail and traitorous giblets. Again you fail me.

No curry for you this weekend.

You can eat too much cheese

Oh dear.

The contents of my fridge have developed a bi-cameral democracy. This means that sometime soon, I shall have to commit mass vegicide. Probably tomorrow.

I know I should do it now, but the weak and traitorous giblets are in rebellion and the thought of the miasmic assault awaiting the defrost is just too much to contemplate without a pack of strong French Freedom cigarettes to hold it back is, frankly appalling.

The only edible dainties in the fridge, you see, consist of bread, cheese and milk. Not a diet for the cholesterol conscious dieter such as I pretend. Nonetheless, certain tasty comestibles may be essayed from such ingredients. Not least the toasted cheese sarnie. Basic, but full of separated lactic goodness.

Except that what looks and tastes like a good idea at oh, say, 8pm seems rather less so at 11.50pm.

For toothsome they may be. Digestible they ain't. And this leads to certain ... repercussions.

Oh frail and traitorous giblets. Again you fail me.

No curry for you this weekend.