I'm on the couch, watching Gilmore Girls on DVD, washing clothes, the dish-washer is on and I ought to go to Tesco Express to get Boyfriend a newspaper, dishwasher tablets and a lollipop. I ought to go now but I can't be bothered at this very moment. I ought to. I really, really ought to.
It would, however, entail me to get dressed and get out of my PJs and Boyfriend's cardigan and I can't be arsed. It's Sunday!
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