I'm Out of Ice Cream and My Tummy Hurts

I had plans for today, but for different reasons those plans sort of evaporated. They wouldn't have had to evaporate completely, really. It's just that... I had ice cream cones in the freezer, okay? And I just remembered. And there was tea as well. And I started watching a series last night. Not a particularly good series, but not bad either. Both Vincent D'Onofrio and Meatloaf are in it. Also I had the laundry room booked at 19:00-22:00, and even though I could definitely do something constructive in the time between I probably won't tonight.

So the ice cream cones did it. They tipped the scale. They're sweet and tasty, and they're not very big. A piece, at least. I had four of them. Now I have an empty box and am three more episodes into the series and my tummy is kind of getting an ice cream hangover and I feel decadent and lazy and also a little smug.

At least I'm getting the laundry done. It's been a good day.

-- CC0 Björn Wärmedal