The UK was been voted the second most miserable country in the world.
Typical. We never come first in anything. Dog shit again. Hate this country.
I'm off to Uzbekistan. They put us to shame. They're proper miserable bastards, number one, the creme de la creme of misery.
2 days left at work before Christmas.
Feels good to be able to officially wind down for Christmas, having been unofficially winding down for Christmas since 6 weeks before Halloween.
Being asked on a work call how your day is going, and you tell them you've had a really productive morning.
And you do genuinely mean it, but you're deeming your morning as being really productive because you made a bacon sandwich for breakfast instead of cereal.
When you've been watching Top Boy all morning, and then go round your parents house to cook tea and your 72 year old Mum says we probably don't need a roasted vegetable cous cous, but you've already got all the stuff...
*kisses teeth*
"Allow it bruv"
Not had any beers this weekend, so no feelings of existential dread on a Sunday. Feels a bit weird, so I've stuck on the new series of #BlackMirror, and now I'm questioning my entire existence.
Feels like a proper Sunday now.
Beer before wine, you'll feel fine.
Wine before beer, you'll lose everyone you love and everything you hold dear.
Think that's the saying...definitely feels represenative of the reality.
Thing I love about the snow is that it hides how shit I am at parking.
Am I in the lines? Am I parked diagonally across 4 spaces?
Who knows? Not me, that's for sure.
Tesco is absolute bedlam.
Just witnessed some stressed out bloke tell a self service checkout, 'Fuck off you twat', and then proceeded to give it a dig.
That bloke was me.
Yeah it was a decent final n that, but let's be honest, the Qatar world cup was basically just a hot weather training camp to get players ready for the biggest matches in the world football calendar...the fourth round of the Carabao Cup this week.