ColtDan
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Puberty hits everyone at different times
Yeah it hit me approximately 13 years later than it should have
Puberty hits everyone at different times
Aye.One Twitter user wrote: "You could have just read the rules properly and not kept it in your hand luggage..." Another added, sarcastically: "You truly are the real victim of terrorism."
and bigger than any I've been in outside Canary Wharf. Cheerier than any too (Waitrose always seems full of very glum people for some reason.) I wandered the aisles, taking stolen glimpses at their myriad indulgent luxuries. Filled the trolley, managed to get some sensible things as well as a the obligatory weird and wonderful cheeses and snacks. On the road home my car goes BING to tell me it's 2.5 degrees 
^ I'm gonna be there in the same headspace in about an hr hopefullyFeelink almost comatoes as we speak. nice
I think I love you knockers. and your quandaries. and things and stuffYou know you've arrived when the centre of the town is a 60s concrete block in serious disrepair. Satnav took me Sainsbury's It didn't look quite right, a bit scabbier than most, but I persevered. I got as far as getting to the trolley's and was defeated by the £1 deposit for trolleys. I don't carry pound coins!.
Was probably for the best, pressed on through the sprawling mid west and northwards to Stirling which is as posh as a posh thing in full confidence their Sainsbury's would as shiny and deposit-free as any in the land. But no! No Sainsbury's.... but a Waitrose[/B]and bigger than any I've been in outside Canary Wharf. Cheerier than any too (Waitrose always seems full of very glum people for some reason.) I wandered the aisles, taking stolen glimpses at their myriad indulgent luxuries. Filled the trolley, managed to get some sensible things as well as a the obligatory weird and wonderful cheeses and snacks. On the road home my car goes BING to tell me it's 2.5 degrees
Winter is coming!
I'm making use of the cold by stowing my Old Rosie Cider on the living room window sill. It's not quite big enough to support it with confidence so I've tied a telephone extension to the handle and jammed that between window and frame. Now I need to squeeze all these perishable delights into my fridge
Dawkins is a cock.


fuck I did a grocer's apostrophe
That bit you've bolded could have come from the keyboard of OTW. I am filled with self-loathing.

So I have an appointment with a nose specialist tomorrow to figure out surgery seeing as I haven't been able to breathe from my right nostril since I stylishly OD'ed on stims, fainted, fell on my face and broke it a couple months ago. I'm currently trying to think of a subtle way to find out if snorting drugs will still be possible after the surgery, like if the inside of my nose will in any way be changed forever or something. Sadly I don't think I can ask the doctor directly. Any suggestions would be more than welcome![]()

