If I were at home right now, I'd be well on my way to attending a fabulous party - likely hosted by my Nana at her insistence - with the absolute certainty of cake and various other sweets.
Instead I'm stuck in this bloody city that makes no sense with people who know who I am even though I've never even so much asNo sense in complaining about it too much, I suppose. Still, anytime this place wants to send me back, I've certainly no complaints about
that.