Today, I was regretfully, dragged outta bed at 7am, after 3hours of sleep, because mum wanted to go into Geelong and I, apparently had to go (mum doesn't trust me around the Coffee machine alone ;p).
As I wandered the empty Sunday streets aimlessly, I saw a friendly, also tired face through paned plastic. I pulled a few funny faces and I was allowed in the mystic forcefield....shiney.
tired and gloria jeans seem to go well.
but anyway, I"m rambling, while I was drinking my coffee, SOMEONE decided to bring up Lucas's arse, shorted coffee allll over the table and a bit on him. Classy to the max.
(feel terrible, and I gotta pay back that coffee or I shall implode)
Shortly after arrival back at HQ, I was sent on a retrival misson for ====4 LITRES==== vanilla coke and I procured a shiney creaming soda for my effort. on the way back, I was happily carring the bag, chugging soda when DUNDUNDUN the bag broke! the bottle that fell out I tripped over, then spilt soda all over for me, and my change went everywhere. *sigh*
Funny in hindsight
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