I could be really poetic and say something about the rain beating on the window, but instead I'll just tell you what's happening - it's pissing down outside. I'm not looking forward to going home in this weather. (Still, going home may be marginally more productive than I've been all day).

I am really really craving a grilled cheese (preferable with some bacon on the side, and maybe a few slices of tomato), or some mac and cheese. Yes. Except that I know we won't have the ingredients for either in the house and I'm not sure that I feel up to making a trip through the rain to try and procure supplies before the shops close. Sometimes I hate living in Western Australia, where the shops close at 5 (or 6, if you're lucky) on a weeknight and a Saturday, (unless it's Thursday, and then they get to stay open til 9), and can't open at all on a Sunday (bar a few exceptions, but they're city stores and have no relevance here, because it's not Sunday).

I should possibly stop looking at pictures of grilled cheese sadwiches online because it's just making me want one more and more.

Also, I bet Dean made Sammy grilled cheese.

Nnnnnghhhhhhhhh.