ButterTart
Like Mussolini or Kennedy
Your regular reminder of where my username came from.
Spaghetti hoops are the perfect start to such a busy day. Or spaghetti with those little sausages in.I'm treating myself to cheesy spaghetti hoops for breakfast as I have to take Mum to the hospital/ continue spring cleaning my parents kitchen this morning, before lunch with a very depressed friend, a PT session, an online awards ceremony for which my new job company is nominated and then a 2 hour video call with my new partners to try and work out what I'm actually going to do when I start working next week.
MORNING
I'm treating myself to cheesy spaghetti hoops for breakfast as I have to take Mum to the hospital/ continue spring cleaning my parents kitchen this morning, before lunch with a very depressed friend, a PT session, an online awards ceremony for which my new job company is nominated and then a 2 hour video call with my new partners to try and work out what I'm actually going to do when I start working next week.
MORNING
Ms Ron is mad at me and slamming doors because shes ill.
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I feel like I've done a day's work just reading this post.
Should have kept your gob shut and stayed hid in a cupboard then.

Morning! It’s my first full day in London.
I’ve got a flat viewing this evening![]()
Should have kept your gob shut and stayed hid in a cupboard then.
Such SOLIDARITY![]()
Spaghetti hoops for breakfast? Surely it can only escalate from there. By lunch time it's oysters and caviar and then by 4 o'clock, you're just fucking everyone you know.

) Moopy member on it. It wasn't just the sight I remember physically FEELING the same emptiness you probably would feel if you genuinely did witness something like that...OH. GOD.
Went to the loo. Sorted myself out and sat down. Got my phone out. It rang. This is unusual.
It was the hospital looking to reschedule my cancelled appointment, which was meant to be in November. Ah, OK, sure. No problem.
But remember: I'm sitting down on the lav.
I farted. Loudly. It resonated. There was an audible smile in the woman's voice.
I am absolutely affronted.![]()
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! Just own it when you go to your appointment.
Weirdly, I also dreamt about a plane crash last night, except it was about some Eastern European politicians whose plane got sucked into a whirlwind.I had a very disrupted night's sleep. Lots of vivid dreams about people trying to break in and I think some sleep paralysis where I was trying to scream out and couldn't. My fitbit seems to have given me a GOOD sleep score though.
The other night I also very vividly dreamed about witnessing a PLANE CRASH which had an (ex-) Moopy member on it. It wasn't just the sight I remember physically FEELING the same emptiness you probably would feel if you genuinely did witness something like that...
I love a good fart story as much as the next man by why on earth did your brain not say "maybe hold this one in yeah octy?"![]()
I dream about plane crashes, and planes bombing us constantly. Apparently it's a stress related thing.
there's a cure for this, known as the Minnelli Method
I shall bear this in mind! (Bare?!)