Diet Coked Up. That was drug/soft drink pun based name of the pub quiz team that my Father, my Mother, my Sibling and myself formed but 3 hours ago for the inaugral quiz at the pub in which I work. It was a good quiz, nicely challenging and, rather nicely, Diet Coked Up finished in an impressive 2nd place with 71 points out of 100, losing out only on a tie-breaker. What type of person knows that a piece of A10 sized paper is only 26mm wide? Answer: none of my family, which is why we lost out. We did, however, get a bottle of wine as a reward for our efforts, but, unfortunately, Vikki is the only member of our family who likes wine.
In entirely unrelated and somewhat less exciting news, I noticed earlier a small red spot forming on my cheek. I gave it a prod to see if it was in any way squeezable but alas it was not. Unfortunately, my prodding has caused it to throb rather painfully since then. This is now causing me further issues as due to the throbbing, I keep reaching up and touching it, causing it to throb yet further. Tis a most upsetting scenario. For me at least, I'm not sure any of you really care.
I am going to go now, because I can't bare to bore you any further with facts about the condition of my facial skin.
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