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I'm now entering my 13th fucking hour in the office, and no sign of leaving yet. Luckily for me, tomorrow is a holiday. YAY!
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:30, Reply)
me and the missus are taking a semi break, going about 40km outta town to a hotel/spa. maybe get a round of golf in as well (depends on bloody rules though). Only a semi break, cuase its a Catalunya holiday only, and we have clients all over Spain, and in the States as well, who need servicing....
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:35, Reply)
I'm in Barcelona, enjoying the sun (but not the ridiculously high temperatures)
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:48, Reply)
If you see a Paella cafe near the Sagrada FamÃlia, you might want to apologise on my behalf, because about 10 years ago, I accidentally walked away and unintentionally forgot to pay.
But yeah - the temperatures..;. Even London's a challenge for me.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:00, Reply)
you naughty naughty boy.Though it's probably closed now.
I actually work not far from there - can't see it from my window though.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:17, Reply)
I had walked a few blocks away by then, and all of a sudden, I felt guilty about doing so. The guilt far far far outweighed the financial gain of a free Paella.
I think karma did play an important part in that particular Interrail trip.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:18, Reply)
And even that wasn't until after I had sneaked into a youth hostel and stayed the night for free.
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(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:19, Reply)
No. I don't. I can go to a strip club and see poon without showing mine. I can go online and see her tits without showing mine. I want to see her piranha.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:33, Reply)
There's THREE P's in NIPPPLETHS...
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:01, Reply)
And don't shout at me please...I'm quite a fragile type, y'know...
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:12, Reply)
Chocolate chip?
You might just lure me out from behind the sofa with a chocolate chip cookie.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:21, Reply)
*shakes basket filled with cookies*
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:23, Reply)
I think I'll be here till next Thursday; my parents are gold for this...
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:50, Reply)
You could use the 'O' as a hoop to watch the Dutch and German sharks jump through.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:08, Reply)
Or Dutch ones for that matter. I shall muse on this.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:19, Reply)
but I suspect the Dutch sharks would sound more laid back.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:17, Reply)
I've a sneaking suspicion it's something do to with a foreign country
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:20, Reply)
for several hours at a time. And then dealing with the hordes of infuriated customers who have been told that since it is not our fault, there will be no compensation.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:25, Reply)
and herd the customers away from the complaints department.
I could probably help with the former by hacking into the system that controls the points.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:27, Reply)
Go, customers. These are not the droids you are looking for.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:29, Reply)
I'd send them down the London Underground. It takes twice as long to get from St. Pancras to my flat than it does from St Pancras to the tunnel-mouth.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:35, Reply)
It takes me half an hour to get from work to London, although I do have to ride in the buffet car...
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:38, Reply)
and a toilet for that matter.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:41, Reply)
If I never see another cab receipt with the meter in the hundreds it'll be far too soon...
On that bombshell, I'm afraid I must commence Stage 1 of Operation: Clean The Flat In Preparation For Maternal Inspection In A Fortnight's Time. Bloody parents.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:44, Reply)
A fortnight? A multi-stage operation? This is why I'm glad I live in a studio flat!
* imagines Maladicta spinning her computer chair into a cartoon whirlwind that cleans the flat while she's still sitting on it *
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(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:06, Reply)
From what I've heard, this QOTW's just for you.
Personally, my cure for this sort of thing would be to go to Uni in a different country.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:54, Reply)
sadly, I had to a) tell them where I was going and b) return to the UK.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 19:55, Reply)
Sadly, a spell of unemployment meant I had to go back to my parents post Uni.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:02, Reply)
Living with the parents again would have sent me a bit mental.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:05, Reply)
But fortunately, my parents are ace.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:09, Reply)
Instead of getting any old crap job and gaining life experience, I did my own thang and got into my chosen career. But now, I have a great job which I enjoy and have absolutely no regrets.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:22, Reply)
And I forgot to get a bar of chocolate on the way to my mum's place so I can have a big gay bath and lose myself in the worst "darren-brown-by-numbers" book I've ever read, which so far has involved.
- An exploding helecopter, because someone chucked a wrench at the blades.
- An exploding farrari
- The heroween happens to be the daughter of the villan.
- The CIA funding the downfall of the vatican, except it's not the CIA but a secret organisation, but they have THE SAME AMOUNT OF POWER.
It's bleeding aweful, but easy to read. Oh, there is the natural clive-clustoner (or whatever his name is) quote on the front.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:08, Reply)
And tomorow morning i'm going to get myself seen by the GP.
So it's not the end of the world, just the end of some of it.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:11, Reply)
But on the plus side, I finally had a word with my landlord about my bathtap, so my newly acquired skills as a voodoo bathtap operator will become obsolete.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:15, Reply)
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:25, Reply)
As for the bathtap, the hot water tap was a bit dodgy, so I've learned a few tricks to make it work at least some of the time.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:32, Reply)
but thats all I can tell you, otherwise I'll have to be killed
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:11, Reply)
and she only got into the CIA to spy on you.
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(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:32, Reply)
I told her if I caught her selling my secrets again she was out of the will
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:07, Reply)
you ruin my time before I'm off work, every damn day
*runs away with your nipple*
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:23, Reply)
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:27, Reply)
they did tests on black ops guys, apparently they are super human and super sexy
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:31, Reply)
they werent real black ops - trained actors for sure
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:50, Reply)
Perhaps you could not worry too much about your chocolatelessness and instead have a heterosexual bath.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:12, Reply)
I mean, nice smelly.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:22, Reply)
And if you can find some rubber ducks and battleships to play with, you'll truly have SuperHappyFunBathTiem!
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:54, Reply)
Scouseland's good ta. We've had nice weather today. I'm just getting my shit together cos I'm at a ball tomorrow then off to London first thing Saturday mornin. How's you and your club-foot ear?
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:40, Reply)
but am thinking of seeing a doctor about it.
What brings you to London?
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:25, Reply)
Roota said I spoke it fluently earlier and I'm not sure how I did so.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:41, Reply)
Scouse is the local dish of Liverpool. It's the Liverpool accent. A scouser is a person from Liverpool. :-)
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:47, Reply)
TD reporting for duty on an unprecedented second consecutive night.
Fair to say there's not much doing in my life at the moment.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:37, Reply)
I'm a very active person.
I feel rather guilty about sitting in front of the confuser too much. I've still got a lot to do to make this house saleable and could be doing it right now.
But it's my weekend now - no work of any kind until Sunday, just loads of dog walking, so maybe I can justify being an increasingly drunken slob tonight.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 20:59, Reply)
I'm going to have a poo, and might even have some tea tonight.
(, Thu 10 Sep 2009, 21:01, Reply)
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