mondays are bloody rubbish
This Monday's chain of events, to date:6.45am: Boyfriend creates carnage in my kitchen by knocking a fridge shelf out containing Pimms (3/4 bottle) and balsamic dressing. They combined to create noxious fumes and the glass shattered into millions of shards, so it was a lovely experience sorting that one out.
8.15am: My spatial awareness has disappeared. I've literally bumped into two people already and almost fell in a heap onto a row of very scared-looking passengers on the Tube.
8.30am: Satan's Vending Machine has run out of Hot Water. Yet it has coffee, tea and soup. How?!?!?!?!?!
Kat.
posted by Kat @ 8:33 AM
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10:45am: Am almost completely incommunicado, having lost access to email and web via Internet Exploder. Coupled with the loss of mobile comms due to naff Nokia 7373 hardware failure & Nokia N80 battery failure, I'm about to give up completely.
And I'm of the opinion that the more painkillers one takes - the mor pain one experiences. Have a torn shoulder muscle or two and I'm sure I've developed a tolerance for the tablets I'm taking.
It starts to get annoying, persistent pain, it's distracting and generally bloody annoying. Did I already say that? Yep, Mondays are Grr-rr-eat!
I sympathise with you Kat - make sure the other half replenishes said Pimms.
M
Interesting - you can't correct typos in comments.
2.15pm: This is just fabulous. Just as I get used to the fact that the aitrcon blows out sauna-heat air, they fix it, and I'm frickin' freezing in my short sleeves.
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