Wuu2? Waiting for my train into London, listening to Burial. Freaking out about a load of things that I keep telling myself aren’t important but actually are.
You’ll be grand mate. Just take things as they come.
I have done so much frigging overtime the last week that if I make it to Christmas with my sanity intact it will be a miracle
11 hours into my working day and only 4 more appendices to draft onto a massive contract and then a report update to the board to write ready for the morning (I am also at home with the 6yo who I will shortly have to put to bed cos her mum is also stupid busy for a stupid massive thing tomorrow)
as for you prof …surf the adrenaline wave, that’s my only advice
Got some Vicks vapour rub like I used to use when I was a kid and it has sorted my sinuses right out! Rubbed some on my nose, bosh, I can breathe again. Happy as a slightly germy pig in mud.
Gonna decorate the house xxx
Evening, just bought some solid shampoo and conditioner and solid toothpaste from lush so I can take it on planes and stop using the little hotel bottles.
Going here for dinner tonight, what should I have (bearing in mind I can’t taste or smell anything)
‘Unlikely Animal friends’ or ‘cute/funny animals’
- synth demo
- mad giant Japanese insects forced to fight each other to the death in a glass tank
- Pimple popper
Pork belly and some mac balls.
Only into giant Japanese insects fighting to the death when it’s men in costumes and/or they are fighting godzilla or a super sentai team really.
But enough about my physical description
Giant Hornet v Praying Mantis is a battle for the ages
Not for me mate. Making animals fight for human sport isn’t for me.
What about a dog and a shirehorse who are partners in the chiropractor business?
Feel hopelessly depressed again
That is exactly what I think I will have
Pictures please, this menu is making me starving.
Making another cornflake tart. I’m out of control.