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Oh dear god I’m tired.
So, Friday night, I’m planning my weekend away to say goodbye to Trey – who’s heading off to climates colder and more northern – and…
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I’m sure it’s nothing, but…
Medical related. Possibly triggering. Possibly TMI.
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Unclean! Unclean!
When I was filled with the youthful joys of the world (i.e. a few years ago) estate agents (realtors) were considered somewhat slimey. Indeed, my…
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Damn Potatos
My sig has, for a long time, read “The whole plan relied on the innate curiosity of the potato”. I wrote this down on a…
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Work makes me tired
So, even when I’m fine, I just have to start working on my disertation, my EU packs, my assignments and I’m hit by a wave…
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Well, that was quick.
So, that house I found yesterday. They let me out early today – the ward’s closed (again) so I was down to two patients awaiting…
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Imagination…
One of the enjoyable and entertaining things about living in my head is that it will, at the slightest provocation lead me off on wonderfully…
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Eth eth eth eth eth eth eth Chris Waddle.
I’ve been watching too much fast show, I fear. Yesterday my plans to do work were foiled by… well… my own stupidity. When I changed…