Hop Skip Tralala *bangbangbang*

So everything is going really well.
For me.
I am a karma sponge. Probably of Doom. That is why so many others (actually, is anyone out there having 'a good time' right now?) are having Bad Times. Just about everyone I know is suffering from some turmoil, whilst my life is quite pleasant. The final straw came last night. I found a dress that does not make me look like a bad drag act. If you needed any further proof that the world has gone wonky, this dress is pink, long, floaty, flowery and has (dundunDUN) a frill.
So please accept my appologies for Everything.
If I have learnt anything, it is that "It" IS my fault.
Or perhaps Stephen King's.

"Lets see ya tongue"

And the current crisis is... do I have hot chocolate?
Working late to clear some filing before awaying oop norf. I had a perfect timetable for the work I had to do whilst left tomy own devices this past week and a bit, the quickest and surest route to failure known to our humble human species.

I wonder if there is a tooth-pick attachment for tongue-piercings. Or a laser (that'd be cool). Or a little moving eye-ball... *EvilKim*
On seconds thoughts, no...

Q1 - Is it needed? If yes - File it. If not - Bin it.
Q2 - Do I want hot chocolate? If yes - Make it. If not - why not?

It's not that I don't have anything to do. This is my break before another few hours filing before going to the pub.

I don't want hot chocolate. But don't worry - I am already going to the doctors tomorrow morning.

ps I actually want to be reading.

Oh, and question -
Has anyone actually ever tipped a cow?

(no subject)

Let me hear you say *woop*
For a measley £13 odd grand I can clear the Uber Debt of Doom! Great!
Free money!
Except I don't actually have £13k knocking around.
Why did I go to college?