Wednesday, November 12, 2008

eminently practical

My dear boy, this is the sort of day history tells us is better spent in bed.
~Uncle Willie, The Philadelphia Story

After a long afternoon swimming in nausea (I have concluded, and mater corroborates, that it's a nasty viral thingummy), I decided the best remedy would be to sit down with pater over beef stroganoff and, for the first time, watch Sweeney Todd.

It was a brilliant plan.

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