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i sprained my ankle in york yesterday and am now feeling sorry for myself, lying in bed, listening to martha wainwright and scooping nutella out of the jar with my finger.

classy!

even managed to write.

i want to write a series of monolgues ofr the stage that follows someone thru their life.

i wrote the first one. its short and i had to write it in text format on my phone in the car yesterday.

its at my 'grownup' blog http://boombastico.blogspot.com/
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Working in The Shed makes my brain cry.

for anyone who actually went to the University of Lincoln and at least attempted a social life, they will know how bloody busy and demanding it can get in there. Especially when it come to daytime food orders.

Examples of my week...

Customer - Ummm hi, i was wondering where my food is
Me - Theres a 20 - 30 min wait on all food orders mate.
Customer - Well i ordered it like 20 minutes again
Me - riiiight....?!
Customer - so where is it?
My brain - WHHHYYYYY ARE YOU A STUDENT?!??!


Me - two cheeseburgers and some onion rings
customer - we ordered a lasagna and smothered chicken as well
Me - and when i find my extra pair of attachable arms, i'll bring them too.
customer - *blank stare*
My Brain - WHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHY?!??!?!?!!