FESTIVE FRIDAY

Morning! I has the day off work so I'm meeting a pal for lunch. Oh, we're also exchanging Christmas presents so @Nancy is right as far as I'm concerned. CHIN CHIN!
 
Good morning! Quite a busy day here so far, this week's been very stressful but it feels a lot better today :disco:
 
Oooh, I’ve just joined the library
Ooooh Miss Nancy about to read us all :disco:

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Did you stumble into the Mariah forum ?
Worse, Dark Moopy

but actually, something like the Moopyvision Karaoke was being made, and I submitted something very personal, but then it was put on in front of everyone I know (like in Euphoria) and everything I had ever posted was being seen by everyone I know
 
I was just really rude to a PR person and they replied back with a dead nice email. Fucking yanks. It just made it worse.
 
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Although I'm still a bit fummin hun at my business partner rining me at 12 to tell me he'd managed to do no work yet today but was going for a 2 hour run.
 
Worse, Dark Moopy

but actually, something like the Moopyvision Karaoke was being made, and I submitted something very personal, but then it was put on in front of everyone I know (like in Euphoria) and everything I had ever posted was being seen by everyone I know

Well since you’re all reading this:
The Masked Mooper II coming soon
 
Doing ODD JOBS TODAY, including washing my blind and quite HORRIFIED by the filth that came out of it
 
I’m helping fill out incidents reports for work and I keep messing up the month and date order and it’s because of Moopy I think
 
I just went to sit on my prebooked train seat and asked a man in the one beside it if he would move his coat and bag off and he told me that his pregnant wife is immune comprised or something and would I sit elsewhere. I explained that all the other seats are booked and I don’t have Covid and he stared at me AGOG. When I went to sit, he grabbed his things saying he’d move and asked if I considered my seat more IMPORTANT than his wife? He also called me a dickhead.

The plus side is that I got two seats to myself.
 
I wish I had said that. Now I notice that the name above his seat is a woman’s name so he was probably SQUATTING.
 
I just went to sit on my prebooked train seat and asked a man in the one beside it if he would move his coat and bag off and he told me that his pregnant wife is immune comprised or something and would I sit elsewhere. I explained that all the other seats are booked and I don’t have Covid and he stared at me AGOG. When I went to sit, he grabbed his things saying he’d move and asked if I considered my seat more IMPORTANT than his wife? He also called me a dickhead.

The plus side is that I got two seats to myself.
I cannot stand people sitting in (or using, in this case) seats BLATANTLY RESERVED BY OTHER PEOPLE. It adds a whole level of stress to proceedings which one intends to avoid by booking a seat in the first place
 
Off to Barcelona which was a christmas present, so @Nancy was actually spot on with todays thread!
 
There were no suitable wedding outfits in the Traffic Centre, it was shit. I'd had a massive row with somebody from Tax Credits just before I set out when they rang and I discovered that they weren't going to write-off the rest of the overpayment I've been paying back for ten years because "rules have changed now" and I'll actually be repaying it until I'm 89 years old (so I wasn't in the best mood)! We had some dinner in a Tavern Fayre which was nice enough then we decided to call it a day and drive home. I thought I'd found a sneaky shortcut back to the motorway but it sent me down the motorway in the opposite direction we needed to go so I had to drive back to the Trafford Centre and start again. My car then overheated as I got off the motorway going back to my mum's house. Pootling along Millionaire's Row at Worsley and suddenly every light on the dashboard was flashing, big sign flashing in my face "Engine overheating! Turn off engine now!" and a shrieking nee-naw siren inside the car which was more stressful than anything else going on. The only place I could pull over was into RHS Bridgewater and I ended up on some dirt track meant for staff and volunteers only. Cutting a very long and fretful story short a lovely lady in the shop filled two four-pint milk bottles with tap water for me and we were able to get home. So my car is also fucked but my mechanic will have a look on Monday morning if I pop in before work.

It made me wonder whether the whole shitty day was my dad punishing me for something from on high. :D
 
I am in the market for new glasses and I have just realised there is a Kylie Minogue range of spectacles (@Star were you aware)?
 
There were no suitable wedding outfits in the Traffic Centre, it was shit. I'd had a massive row with somebody from Tax Credits just before I set out when they rang and I discovered that they weren't going to write-off the rest of the overpayment I've been paying back for ten years because "rules have changed now" and I'll actually be repaying it until I'm 89 years old (so I wasn't in the best mood)! We had some dinner in a Tavern Fayre which was nice enough then we decided to call it a day and drive home. I thought I'd found a sneaky shortcut back to the motorway but it sent me down the motorway in the opposite direction we needed to go so I had to drive back to the Trafford Centre and start again. My car then overheated as I got off the motorway going back to my mum's house. Pootling along Millionaire's Row at Worsley and suddenly every light on the dashboard was flashing, big sign flashing in my face "Engine overheating! Turn off engine now!" and a shrieking nee-naw siren inside the car which was more stressful than anything else going on. The only place I could pull over was into RHS Bridgewater and I ended up on some dirt track meant for staff and volunteers only. Cutting a very long and fretful story short a lovely lady in the shop filled two four-pint milk bottles with tap water for me and we were able to get home. So my car is also fucked but my mechanic will have a look on Monday morning if I pop in before work.

It made me wonder whether the whole shitty day was my dad punishing me for something from on high. :D
At least you got to drive through Worsley! :disco:
 

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