I hate

I hate making a really good cup of tea, taking it upstairs and coming on here, then only drinking half and completely forgetting about it.

I've just remembered this ace cup of tea and excitedly took a sip only to discover it was freezing cold. Grrrrrrrrr!

I do it all the time.

I guess what differentiates me from normal society is that I am now quite used, and enjoy the taste of ice cold tea.