one) i contributed approximately seventeen pounds (twenty-seven dollars) worth to the starbucks franchise. coffee runs = fresh air. it's gets me away from my desk. and, that folks...is always a good thing.
two) i was called 'babe' repeatedly by a colourful, forty-five year-old englishman who couldn't seem to grasp why i would be concerned about him choosing to operate a motor vehicle while under the influence of alcohol (he blew over the legal limit the police report states). oh, did i mention his two year-old and six year-old sons were in the car with him? i will say though that i appreciated his honesty about his current amphetamine addiction and cannabis use. i found his utter unawareness fairly entertaining, bordering comical. i love courtdays. and, you can be rest assured i recommended supervised contact until he chooses to address his recreational habits. the funny thing? i think he walked away thinking i was, alright. drugs will do that to ya, people. you'll gain lots of practice, minimising. when really, it's just denial and lost brain cells, babe.
three) i managed to end up at gatwick airport instead of the office. but, you already knew that one.
four) thursday nights are the best nights, all because of this.
five) i skyped with becks and the crawling braa-din-ator mid-week. that was fun.
six) i can't stop listening to this and this.
seven) the office moved locations this week. and, i'm loving the sea view from my window. the loo's are a good time too.
eight) today is pay day. happy day.
nine) i vacuumed half pint and sat in the car while massive, yellow tree branches (ie: big bird) scrubbed him down.
they shook my car and yes, i experienced a small moment of claustrophobia. i prefer the pressure washer. he smells of vanilla now, which is always nice.
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