Eventually, I returned to my desk.
A gravy stain down my shirt.
Eventually, I returned to my desk.
A gravy stain down my shirt.
What happened to shame?
Call me old fashioned but an egg is something that should be eaten in the privacy of your own home.
What happened to shame?
Call me old fashioned but an egg is something that should be eaten in the privacy of your own home.
Just read a story that it's been taken over and the new owner has some 'new' plans for it... They've got to haven't they?!
Just read a story that it's been taken over and the new owner has some 'new' plans for it... They've got to haven't they?!
I think there's another indicator of the tipping point though. It's when hearing the music of your adolescence makes you feel sad rather than happy.
I think there's another indicator of the tipping point though. It's when hearing the music of your adolescence makes you feel sad rather than happy.
Now, I'm not very good at picking up or reading signals but... this was the bacon sandwich she made me:
Now, I'm not very good at picking up or reading signals but... this was the bacon sandwich she made me: