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Caught the late train into work today. The werid lady was in the office today so I couldn’t listen to music. I decided that music was more important than spreading the gospel and fighting against poverty so I left early. Bloddy Cityrail though! They dogged me with late running trains so I missed having lunch with Jenny and Oscar in the food court. And it meant I had to walk home from the station because wife had the car. My bum muscles hurt from climbing that big hill twice in one day. I’m so unfit. I found cheap Coke in a vending machine at Central Station on the way to work. That was about the best thing that happened to me today. And I did a smelly fart. That was the other good thing that happened today.
[insert between "I'm so unfit" and "I found cheap Coke."] When I got home my internet broke. I climed up that bloddy hill again and went to JB-Hi Fi to buy a shiny new Apple gadget that I didn’t really need, but it made me feel better. On the way back home I walked into a spiders web, freaked out, and ran into the middle of the road swatting myself just in case there was a spider in my hair and caused a major traffic accident outisde the RSL. It’s all wife’s fault. If she’d been home she could have driven me everywhere and none of this would have happened. Today was a crap day. I should have stayed on the lounge and watched Top Gear all day.
rude
For the record, I ran a complex and sophisticated algorithm over your site that was specifically designed to identify repeated themes. Feel free to run a similar algorithm over mine. I’ll post the results. Promise.
Nice one Lesley.
I thought it sounded so much like you it was scary.
i haven’t eaten at the Foodcourt in months, i don’t buy coke from central i bring my own can from home, i don’t buy apple products from JB, I get them from apple.