Trying to fing the guy with long-ish hair and a beard in an indie pub. Mission impossible.
In the past few days I missed my tube station 3 times. Wrote my dad a sorry-that-I-forgot-your-birthday-message a week before his birthday. Accidentally turned the shower on while I was standing in it fully clothed (don’t ask). Stood on my headphones. Stood on Chris’ headphones. Woke up covered in black ink (but haven’t found the pen yet). Tipsily tried to send an email to my colleague and sent it to my boss instead. Spilt the entire content of my coin purse in the middle of a restaurant.
I’m also trying to prove to my employer that I’m an exceptionally reliable and highly organised individual striving to excel in every task undertaken.
Who are all those people fighting in YouTube comments? Imagine them in real life hanging out in town and one says something like ‘Hey, cool shirt!’ and another one of them comes along and goes ‘Ew omg seriously this is the ugliest shirt I’ve ever seen in my whole life!’ and then another one comes and says ‘FUCK OFF U DON’T EVEN LIKE SHIRTS U HAVE NO IDEA ABOUT SHIRTS I HATE PEOPLE LIKE YOU!’ until there’s a huge crowd gathered screaming at each other about something completely irrelevant. And then someone makes a video of it and puts it on YouTube and people start fighting in the comments again.
Oh my, David Tennant’s accent in Broadchurch… Hnnnngh (in a good way)!