I remember fatface, he didn't like me online. And then when he and his wife/girlfriend won the same RW comp at different times, I questioned it with RW Towers and got in trouble for suggesting comp fixing.
But he seemed really nice the one time I met him in real life.
I met him once and I think he said to me "I thought you'd be more blonde", but I could be mixing up my early forumite meetings.
(For the record for those that don't know, dark hair, green eyes, pale skin, no tits)
Well yes, that is my saving grace.
I do wonder why (stream of consciousness alert) people are so... "I couldn't possibly/I don't have the confidence/Is everyone looking at me?" on the internal dialogue front.
What a waste of energy, just do it! I've put mushrooms in my Foreman grill for my sandwich tomorrow.
No-one had died.
Who'd have thunk it, it's just for meat surely and not for killing innocent shrooms?
Ok, they're not shrooms, just mushrooms. My bad.
Ug, I'm working silly hours because I'm the only one who can do my job. My assistant can't yet. Don't ask why I can and she can't. But I'm tired (did I mention this already?)
And good job... Damn I've forgotten what I was going to write. Got sidetracked because D has just found an episode of Top of the Pops from 1977. Amnotturningintomyparentsamnotturningintomyparents.
I was 6 mainly and 7 in the December of that year. D is 5 years older than me.
Karen Carpenter looked shit, but sounded great. People with eating disorders think they hide it well, but irrelevant of their weight you can see other physical signs. (I know this from no medical background, only from having taught teens for years, and knowing adults with problems in this arena)
The both of you.
But I'm immortal... Like one of those evil witches you see in the movies.
Can't believe I got up at stupid o'clock just to try and answer some of my (non work related) emails.
Haven't been able to run for the last few days as have worked stoopid hours. No rest for the slightly wicked, not very cuddly, but nice really.
kittenkat wrote (see)
w00p. Same here.
Anything on the horizon Dave?
Well, I have been tasked with looking after THE MOST prescious bunny rabbit in the world. It's like being responsible for the yoda of the bunny world... And he's old and he needs medicine through a pipette twice a day.
My mantra for this weekend is: Don'tkillthebunnydon'tkillthebunnydon'tkillthebunny.
I have given him his medicine, done a bit of kat/bunny bonding (no not that you filthy sewer rats, I talked to him and stroked his ears). And now the girls have gone over to bunnysit in my neighbours house.
Oh and I ran with fur face after work. We haven't run since er, probably Monday, and it showed with the first few miles clocking in at 6.32 min av. Such a wonderful way to shake of the working week and begin the weekend.
We're off to the Eden project tomorrow for ice skating and to see Santa and have lunch with D's parents. I was invited to a Jamie Oliver party tonight but I'm too tired so we're staying in with a crispy duck. The duck won't be staying all night.
Well actually technically it will until one of us has a dump tomorrow.
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