How Francis rules my life

I just went to make a cup of coffee - instant coffee, I'm not a snob I can drink it fine - but I went for the coffee pods.

I should point out here that our espresso machine is completely boss. Check it out. Click on "light blue" to see the exact colour we have. I use it whenever possible, it makes gorgeous frothed milk and the coffee is, naturally, fab. But to open a tin of coffee pods when you're boiling a kettle? Maybe that's when you've gone too far down a certain road. Perhaps I should step back, because it's not going to be there all the time. What if I'm on holiday? I don't want to be one of those people who says "Oh, daahhhhlink, I can't possibly drink instant coffee! You must bring me espresso or I shall diiiie". Because punching yourself in the throat hurts.

Woooooooooooo-ooooooo...

genuineghost
Originally uploaded by RandomMoth.

This is a GENUINE GHOST that is VERY SCARY and should make you CRAP YOURSELF SILLY.

I heart the inter-net.

Ahem

I was just waiting for the appropriate amount of time to make the previous post that much more ironic.

Hey hey! I'm posting this from work, just round the corner from my desk. They installed a couple of terminals so we can slope off and surf the net more conveniently and not have to tramp downstairs and waste more time than if we just had the net at our desks like reasonable humans. Still, meh and pah. The one weird thing is that the keyboards are about the size of a postage stamp. If my posts are littered with typos and stray punctuation it's because I'm here and not at a normal computer. Sorry about that. Still, hello! Posting from work!

Sweeet.

Regular readers may have been able to work out that it was the third anniversary of Moth 'n' Flapjack last week. Or not. But it needed saying. THREE YEARS! That's a long time. Not in the grand scheme of things, but the longest relationship I've ever been in. And hurrah for that.