Friday the 25th
friday the 25th doesn't sound half as scary as friday the 13th i have to say... but must admit today is not very scary at all... the skies are gloomy, and this office (as shan has rather incoherently informed you below), is rather quiet. All is well, our tummies are full, after lunching at chillies...
the sofabed in the pantry is calling me to hug its yellow and pink cushions (there are 2 - one wholly yellow, and one wholly pink, so don't worry... we are still colour conscious here) and sleep the slumber of innocents (which obviously i am).... and then i get this, while propping my eyelids open with a toothpick , and randomly checking my e-mail:
" For those of you, who's inner voice keeps telling them they need to be doing something:
If not YOU, then WHO?
If not NOW, then WHEN?"
it all sounds a bit tiring, i must say. i don't even want to go to WHERE?
Relax la brother....let's all just put our feet up, and have a nice long drink.... it's friday, and it doesn't seem right to even think about considering the above proposition - probably some kind of minor sin to consider such deepness on a gloomy friday afternoon... so have a merry weekend you all. and if your inner voices are still bugging you, turn the volume of that iron maiden cd up, and you won't be able to hear those little buggers at all... all's well in the world, so cheerio people...
the sofabed in the pantry is calling me to hug its yellow and pink cushions (there are 2 - one wholly yellow, and one wholly pink, so don't worry... we are still colour conscious here) and sleep the slumber of innocents (which obviously i am).... and then i get this, while propping my eyelids open with a toothpick , and randomly checking my e-mail:
" For those of you, who's inner voice keeps telling them they need to be doing something:
If not YOU, then WHO?
If not NOW, then WHEN?"
it all sounds a bit tiring, i must say. i don't even want to go to WHERE?
Relax la brother....let's all just put our feet up, and have a nice long drink.... it's friday, and it doesn't seem right to even think about considering the above proposition - probably some kind of minor sin to consider such deepness on a gloomy friday afternoon... so have a merry weekend you all. and if your inner voices are still bugging you, turn the volume of that iron maiden cd up, and you won't be able to hear those little buggers at all... all's well in the world, so cheerio people...
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