Bringing my laptop to school to fiddle around on during class breaks makes my bag a good 5 pounds heavier, but makes keeping up with Tumblr easier. Your guess is as good as mine as to whether or not this is a pro or a con.
Got a cup of tea from the tea/coffee vending machines that are all over campus; I’m pretty sure the prototype of these was on the Heart of Gold and the source of so much of Arthur’s dismay.
Which is to say, I have a cup of something that is almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea. It smells like it was brewed from dried, ground beans — kidney beans maybe, or perhaps lentils — and tastes like liquid dust.
If this dreadful liquid hadn’t completely sapped me of both morale and the will to live, I would have the strength to heartily disapprove. This stuff is an insult to the word tea. I’d rather have a diabetic camel spit into my mouth.
Okay no that’s gross. But this is some seriously disgusting liquid here folks.