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Anyone else noticed that b3ta's clock seems to be running a bit slow after the upgrade?
What else have you noticed that's nearly, but not quite, right?
ALT: Oh, go on then. What'll you be cramming down your gaping maws in short order?
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 11:54, 67 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
but the clock on the sign in desk is wrong.
Alt:
Yesterdays corn fed chicken roast, re-cooked in hunters sauce in a wholemeal wrap with olives, peppers and jalapenos
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 11:58, Reply)
Also it's everyones favourite - 53 hour week week *woo yay* *claps* *jumps* *spilling of yop*
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:05, Reply)
For that I am blaming you for me not being able to watch any F1 qualifying on Saturday. I may even be forced to do some work out of boredom
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:10, Reply)
I'm assuming it was yesterday.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:11, Reply)
I do however have Motogp on the 20th WOO. And as it's my birthday I can demand to watch it
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:16, Reply)
Alternatively I'm trying to go away in April and need somewhere warm and cheap to chill out in, any thoughts?
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 11:58, Reply)
Tenerife - Las Americas/Los Christianos yes. Last time I went it was to a resort called Los Gigantes on the West coast. Lovely and quiet and great restaurants too.
Lanzarote - not been for years so can't say
Gran Canaria - Maspalomas has some really nice hotels there but this may be getting pricy
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:05, Reply)
the Canary Islands are really lovely, it's just a shame so many utter cunts from the UK go and spoil bits of them.
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Enfield Town Centre has a really good shopping precinct though, there is a big HMV, a Game, a CEX _and_ [that video game shop you can trade games in who's name I've forggotten]. They might have some good DS games second hand, and there is a noodle place there where you can pick a type of noodle, a meat and a sauce.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:11, Reply)
and it's next door to a Selfridges.
A Selfridges Gonz!
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:14, Reply)
But in manchester of all places, that would be like opening up a Subway in Ethiopia.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:31, Reply)
major meeting just got cancelled because of something minor i forgot to do (i suspect the other side were looking for an excuse to postpone it and jumped on it). so i feel about two inches tall.
majorly upset, right here!
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 11:59, Reply)
to ensure you can give'em both barrels when you do eventually meet?
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:05, Reply)
Is there such a thing as cranomaxilomorphological determinism?
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:12, Reply)
Good job they aren't going to blame it on you being a woman isn't it.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:15, Reply)
the fuck-up was gender-neutral, however. it's not as if i got a stiffy when meeting the client or left blob-stains on the upholstery.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:40, Reply)
That will frustrate me slightly, now.
I can't notice anything. I'm spectacularly unobservant.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:04, Reply)
Hmm, odd. My job (dull IT) means that the details are where it's at, sadly ...
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:06, Reply)
whoops.
No, when I'm concentrating on a bit of text it's ok. But in the real world? Transferable skills my arse.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:08, Reply)
The M4 from junction 4b to 3 was closed this morning. This backed traffic up right the way around the M25 to where I get on, which in turn backed up the A3 all the way back to Guildford. I travelled at a dead crawl almost all the way to work and at the one point where the traffic was moving, somebody cuts somebody else up, causing a line of traffic to have to slam on the anchors, which ends up with me narrowly avoiding slamming into the car in front of me and the girl behind me having to emergency-abort onto the hard shoulder in order to avoid me.
Having escaped the motorway of death, the M40 was backed up due to reasons of its own and, as a parting shot, I get a large rock crack my windscreen.
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Think about that, next time you threaten to add a forrest scene into a perfectly good film.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:29, Reply)
Perhaps a modern, urban retelling of the legend where Hood is some New York street punk and Marion is a member of one of America's moneyed families? Perhaps not a Rockefeller exactly, but one of those types with the mansion and the European pretentions?
The Sheriff could be the mayor or something, who's cracking down on crime in the inner city and it has the result of cutting off allt he meth factories that supplement the poor families' incomes and so Hood starts jacking cars and popping caps in the asses of busters in order to keep his homies folks ticking over.
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This is my real name which in its abbreviated form is 3 letters long.
*belms*
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:06, Reply)
sma sma sma sma sma sma.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:08, Reply)
EDIT:
I am forever typing teh instead of the and always type network as netowrk. This wouldn't be too much of a problem if I didn't work in IT supporting teh netowrk
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:11, Reply)
It's like I have a really precise form of dyslexia.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:14, Reply)
He called me on Sunday.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:15, Reply)
Because you're daddy never remebers these things? Did you feel underloved as a child? Did you think bringing him stolen coats would forge an ever lasting bond as he swept you up in the latest steal (a camel hair) ruffling your hair and saying he could really do with a new pair of shoes, you feeling as if your coat thieving skillz would never be enough, hanging around outside Japenese temples and stealing the shoes which only angered your dad as he had size 13 feet, the constant beatings with sandals. The day he left and the coats had all been shredded and you made a little nest out of them and curled up remembering the smell of your dad and the happier days when coat stealing was enough.
(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:21, Reply)
My name’s Billy. I’ve been beaten since I was three, Mum died when I was born and Dad takes it out on me. He ain’t a bad man, He just gets drunk and feels alone, I tend to go for walks and hope he’s asleep when I get home. Don’t like to talk about it though. As I said, it ain’t his fault, it only happens when he’s drunk as a last resort. Tried to get him a gift, to show my support, but had no money and I stole and I guess I got caught. At times like that, I tend to switch of my mind, stare blankly into space and let what happens unwind. I seemed to anger this guard, he put his hands around my neck, he said it’s time for me to learn some manners and respect. It hurt. I’ve had worse before, it made me realise life is just a series of wars. I went straight home that day and locked the bathroom door. Took a blade to both wrists, they won’t hurt me no more.
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(, Mon 7 Mar 2011, 12:44, Reply)
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