Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

I wish to lodge a formal complaint. I should not be dealing with "wake up feeling like I'm drowning in snot" levels of pollen at the same time as I am needing to keep track of my gloves because my fingers get cold when I go outside. This is simply wrong.

In other news, there's tonight's dinner ... The burrito, about four-fifths eaten, decided to attempt to fight back by launching a last-ditch counteroffensive against my face and shirt. Fortunately I headed off the shirt attack at my chin and ultimately emerged victorious with the burrito inside me. The shirt is safe and the burrito has been defeated devoured.