Now he’s Sitting Straight, I suppose. Sorry, that’s in awful taste.
Now he’s Sitting Straight, I suppose. Sorry, that’s in awful taste.
Is it still pornographic? “Detective, dash over here and interpunct my colon”, “don’t full stop, I’m about to comma”, etc, etc.
Well it’s the first of October now but in September I was off sick with exhaustion, so I got a blood test done after a couple of years of putting it off, just to be sure of course. I rearranged my bedroom too for a change. I spoke to my supervisor at work saying I need more rest, so making sure I get breaks every day and not too many workdays in a row.
My tip for anyone who’s suddenly struck with enough motivation to pull yourself out the hole: I find using a tasks app helps an awful lot with not only remembering to everything and when to do it but with feeling a bit of satisfaction when I mark it as done. Which reminds me, I need to tick off that I’ve taken my soup out the freezer this morning.
Peach Plum Pear by Joanna Newsom.
‘mtr’ is not recognized as an internal or external command, operable program or batch file.
I assume I’m on the wrong OS.
There’s a channel on Youtube called My Analogue Journey, I usually chuck that on.
I use “ping” every time I suspect my internet might be going a bit slow.
I did that a lot as a kid, as well as having to scratch e.g. my left arm if I’d just scratched my right arm. I had to put my first step on a new surface with my left foot and the last with my right, and I had a system of sort of aping something I’d just heard by grinding my teeth, which I still sort of do sometimes but only in my head because my teeth have grown in such a way that I can’t really do it any more.
I remember I used to eat a bag of crisps by holding the bag in my right hand and picking with my left, until one day I decided that was stupid, and rather than just giving up dictating which hand did what, I switched hands.
Have you tried explaining in your native language that you don’t speak that language? They love it.
If you’ve already read a lot of books, you should give If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller a go.
If we ditched the daft names?
A friend of mine once said he’d join the army only because he didn’t have anything to live for, but I ended up helping him get a job on the railway and now he’s a train driver, and a good one at that.
Oh. Where I live you just send a photo taken on your phone by email. It’s only so they can say they’ve asked for proof you’re allowed to work here after all.
My downloads directory’s empty, because I organise everything to a laughable degree. People actually get inspired by how organised my PC and phone and so on are.
he was actually a better leader than Starmer
Without looking for a source: I seem to recall he’s the opposition leader who’s caused the most government U-turns in the history of the British parliament.
You could lay a lovely path across your garden and then you’d never be annoyed about it and perhaps you’d even be proud when people use it.
Have they not got emails where you live?
Once, a month or two ago, someone gave me the right of way when I wanted to cross the road next to a blind corner, and I stood there and refused to cross, the driver became visibly agitated, but then another car came screaming around the corner the other way and it would’ve shot me into orbit had it hit me.
Ah, I assume you took the chance to go to Llanfair PG then. Very good, very good.
Well, I don’t agree that making an offensive joke is necessarily being an arsehole, but I suppose you are right in principle.