Was thinking it'd be quite handy to have a Star Trek style computer in the house to determine how many residents are in at any given moment, but if I asked it "How many lifeforms are in the house?" & it came back with an answer of 6,000 or something, that'd properly ruin my day.
Chatty Colleagueβ’ has just worryingly declared "you have to laugh or kill yourself". English isn't his first language, but he also holds some pretty bold opinions, so it's best not to presume he misspoke.
Tonight got away from me a bit. It's 4:30am and I have to be up for work in 2 hours. This is a monumental disaster. The only saving grace is that I'm working from home so can squeeze in a sneaky nap at lunch time.
I'm so sorry, imminent future me. Monday is going to be awful.
Someone at work told me not to frown as it wasn't good for me which turned out to be scarily accurate as I hadn't expected to be arrested for GBH today.
The event just emailed to confirm that despite the weather they're still going ahead but also reminding everyone to wear sunscreen and that water is freely available from all bars.
Top bantz.