Today, I overslept, got up to find a cat had pooed on the floor and a magpie had stolen the milk, and that the weather was cold and wet and foggy. I then dropped my cafetiere on the floor, breaking it comprehensively, and cut myself on the pieces when picking them up. I bled everywhere, and discovered that I had at some point broken my emergency backup cafetiere and therefore would have to drink coffee out of coffee bags. I am now overdue to walk the dogs and am instead sitting here livejournalling.
Here are photos of flying dogs from yesterday. Yesterday was in every way superior to today: can I please re-order a yesterday?