I have broken my rule about water deliberately today in the means of making a cup of hot chocolate. Violating the principle seemed appropriate, as I myself define what exact form that rule should have, referring to any instances of exceptions for some exotic species of drinks, etc. From where, then, does the formulation come - arbitrarily? Or in regard to some unknown standard? I cannot say.
What apart from that? Well, as I mentioned perhaps a little inconclusively before, the reign of the semi-addiction to computational devices has been reinstated.
Still my sandwiches do not inhabit their short life in a cocoon of tin or aluminum foil. At least one person may have made their cognizance of that fact apparent to me subliminally. Meanwhile, more obviously a family figure remarked that avoiding foils would result in an non-fresh lunch. A thorough analysis of such things may be in order. Then again, I could totally forget about it.
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