Oh the perils of working Bank Holidays.
It's 12.20 and already I'm BORED.
The likelyhood of me spamming lj with this complaint throughout the day is relatively high.
The weather is wet and cold and miserable - whilst I'm actually happy with this it means no beggar is going to visit the Gardens and the denizens of Kew are hiding in their grand un-hobbity holes.
So no customers for me.
This is also probably just as well as my neurons are in a very silly mood. I think it's left over from yesterday - I'm feeling light-headed from all the imaginary opiates I drank. Or it could be the lack of food or various other factors I suppose. And I doubt the gun belt and frockcoat are helping my neurons aspire to sensibility =P
Wow, I just found a shiny two pound coin. Hurrah!
*wonders what to do*
The likelyhood of me spamming lj with this complaint throughout the day is relatively high.
The weather is wet and cold and miserable - whilst I'm actually happy with this it means no beggar is going to visit the Gardens and the denizens of Kew are hiding in their grand un-hobbity holes.
So no customers for me.
This is also probably just as well as my neurons are in a very silly mood. I think it's left over from yesterday - I'm feeling light-headed from all the imaginary opiates I drank. Or it could be the lack of food or various other factors I suppose. And I doubt the gun belt and frockcoat are helping my neurons aspire to sensibility =P
Wow, I just found a shiny two pound coin. Hurrah!
*wonders what to do*