monday does time exist, or is it merely order

'ning
soggy night, good weather appears to be departing, however, i shall ride, visit cafes, consume stuff, standards must be maintained
there is a non-zero probability that i shall then veg out
soggy night, good weather appears to be departing, however, i shall ride, visit cafes, consume stuff, standards must be maintained
there is a non-zero probability that i shall then veg out
my bike - faster than god's and twice as shiny
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Soggy night, dull and cloudy. Cuddle up on couch with Bambina, heading to a friend's crib in a bit. Apart from that, not a lot.
Oh - my knee hurts.
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
Spent the weekend in Shropshire with the GF in advance of a friend's wedding celebration yesterday. Didn't get home until 3am yesterday and I'm hungover today. Plus I'm at work. Lame.
I think the bar is open downstairs. 8)
Front mech to set up, initial trim of steerer and off we go to fall off bedding in pads.
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
Endo practice. Wicked.
Damp here too. Need to find a colour scheme for the Cloakroom toilet, so tile searching is on.
Not as simple as it would seem as I plan to tile the utility room, kitchen and upstairs bathroom. Including floors so don't want a major colour clash. Or maybe I do 'cos that's the contemporary way. Not that I like it.
Update later.
Trying to break this down into manageable bits otherwise my head might explode given the amount of stuff there is. Not sure I can face going in the loft this time round... At least I'll have some back up for the next few trips up when some lifting and shifting is required. For now its clothes and small stuff but this is still going to take ages as they can't have chucked anything away for at least 20 years.
On the plus side the fridge is well stocked with food n drink.
just had another veggie samosa and chilli sauce at the cafe, i think i am addicted, just one and that was it, hooked, they are worse than crack
Not an actual bar, but there is the traditional bell to signal drinkies hour. Well, I say bell, but actually it's a Buddhist temple gong from the 17th C. One dong and it's down tools and pour a tipple. Or in the words of Captain Goodvibes, "Sun's up, time for a gin and tonic"... (Not in winter though, this is whisky weather).
We may not really be civilised out here in the colonies, but we can fake it every now and then, ya know?!
‘Seize the day, put little trust in tomorrow'
Enjoy the drive back Hopper, I'm sure there won't be any traffic. We had a biblical downpour driving home last night, interesting spot of aquaplaning on the A30 at one point. Got it all back together without too much drama, made the Mrs jump though. Told her it was her fault for making me visit her sister.
Marin Nail Trail
Cotic Solaris
http://www.pembrokeshire-herald.com/351 ... oking-man/
Gaz: you got that long bow to yet? Looks like it might be needed.
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
Chilled day after last nights excess, gentle run into town to pick up the car, then dropped kids off at theatre club which is wrong on a bank holiday
So making the most of it with a walk and then pub lunch
Don't run. It will break your knees. Use your bicycle. Or just get so shiiitted at lunch that you pass out on a bench in your own vomit.
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
Lot less running and more bikes soon
Will probably in contact for training advice
De Sisti wrote:
This is one of the silliest threads I've come across.
Recognition at last Matthew, well done!, a justified honour
ROFL
I can't go anywhere these days.
Me sorted bannister and old plasterboard me at PPP ready for... I think... some nice detail lapping and eggshell and a single wooden hand rail. You know that thing: K.I.S.S. .
Weather is pants. It's paying me back for that 'hot desk' comment. After all it was aimed at sungod.
I'll have him.
Don't worry Stevo, it took me the best part of 4 months to sort out the house and belongings. Managed to get a secure garage for peanuts rent. That helped. In fact, I have only very recently taken the last of the stuff out.
Must have missed that one, I sought the correct permissions. Stayed near Church Stretton, fannied about it Ludlow, Much Wenlock and Iron Bridge over the last few days then the wedding malarky yesterday. I've noticed atleast since Christmas that I can't drink more than a couple of pints of ale without needed to stay very close to a toilet for the next few days, my stomach feels dreadful at the moment even though the hangover feels like it's passing.
Depending on your point of view, some might call this a good night...
Massive kerfuffle at my bruv's, as my stepson released some kind of killer virus thing into my niece & nephew's painstakingly constructed Minecraft world, "to gain XP". First we knew of it was the tears of 9 year old niece as her work was gobbled by this monster. Bruv started swearing that games consoles were the work of the devil and he would chuck it all in the bin, as Ms hopkinb unleashed full screeching harpie hell on her son. The stepson can be more than a bit dim sometimes.
I have tramp strength Brewdog Mr President to take the edge off. I'll be glad to be back on the bike tomorrow, even though work can suck my balls. Maybe the long way home if weather permits.
I know. I've been gone 25 years, but mother and brother remain, so I kind of feel obliged. Useful staging post to all points North and West.
Stepson doing penance, being forced to write an apology card. It's like torture for him.
Can we have some pics of his frowny face?
Heavy lifting and furniture shifting scheduled for 2 weeks time when a mate with time on his hands is coming up with me. Helps having a second reception room to use as a sorting and temp storage room.
He must be from Boro'. The going rate is £5 per hour and a bag of chips.
He's done, and flounced off to bed in a pre teen huff.