I'll probably be responsible for 3 acres of deforestation in the Amazon once this cold is over due to the amount of tissue I'm going through...*
I've just sent Boyfriend to the grocery store to do our weekly shop and I've told him to not bother coming back unless there are looooooads of sweets and chocolate in the bags when he's done. This cold is making me I feel rough as ******** and the only thing that I crave is naughty stuff. He'll experience severe trouble walking if he tells me to eat another banana.
*There's an enormous amount of self-pitying here