Why is it, that modern guests do not know their place anymore? I do not see myself as master of the house - yet - having strangers stroll about without a care and disregarding any need for etiquette seems outright outrageous to me. Admittedly this is to be expected when I live alongside other members of my age-group. Day on and out Like Jacks in the box random strangers appear here where I live. I'm sure they must have been horribly deceived by someone, for "Make yourself at home" does not really mean it is their home now. Such backstabbers! How dare they impose actions on me and repeatedly insist I deny myself the right to have a say in the matter. Kind stranger, you must be hallucinating... Have some of my tea, out of spite...
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Currenlty drinking:
Earl Grey
Twinings
infused 4min in Arkta (I like this brand of water for my tea)
Personal rating: 6/10
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Today will probably include serious bloodshed and furious laughter. By the way: I've got a pretty good feeling about my musical now. It'll be a bit French Fairy-tale and a bit Tim Burton-ish. But now I'm going to prepare my basement for MY guests who are far superior to certain other ones.
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Tea Tip of the Day!
Guests always get tea, even if they do not deserve it...
"I hope it doesn't taste bitter, kind guest of mine..."
"Why would it?"
"Oh.. well.. I made it with love, you see..."
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