I'll definitely have a listen and probably end up tapping a finger or foot. Not sure a full on hands on the air would be advisable lolDare you to play this of 1 of my favourite DJs through your headphones, and start dancing on the train
More of a roleplayer, but I do occasionally write.
Never mind about your educational qualifications, inquiring minds need to know about your quality over quantity offering ... and a Master's in what?
Beats a BA in Business Studies from the made up University of Humberside and LincolnshireOh I’ve mastered plenty but the educational MA is from the RCA in Textiles
La di da.
But I did complete it on a part-time basis while workingYour today's picture mastered the without Textiles as well!Oh I’ve mastered plenty but the educational MA is from the RCA in Textiles
La di da.
Get ready for a rollercoaster orgy. It’s great
Snap!Your today's picture mastered the without Textiles as well!
I have MSc in IT if it counts.
But they are good though.I am when i can be bothered
It certainly is. How's you?
Good thank you. How are you
I’ll be traveling to the UK in the middle of July anything good for me to see and have fun at!
And a good one at that.I am when i can be bothered
Yep. Completely forgot, as usual. My lovely neighbour, who insists on being helpful without warning, had already wheeled my black bin out, expecting (like normal people would) for my rubbish to all be ready. (It wasn’t. I have a room bin and a bathroom bin that in my head don’t count the same as my kitchen bin… ‘cleaner’ things are binned in my bedroom than my kitchen, don’t ask I’m particular)
I was going to do the same course, but.....
Yep. Completely forgot, as usual. My lovely neighbour, who insists on being helpful without warning, had already wheeled my black bin out, expecting (like normal people would) for my rubbish to all be ready. (It wasn’t. I have a room bin and a bathroom bin that in my head don’t count the same as my kitchen bin… ‘cleaner’ things are binned in my bedroom than my kitchen, don’t ask I’m particular)
So anyway, I’m flying down the stairs in nothing but a T-shirt and slippers, (did I mention I had been in a teams call with my boss, so swiftly had to apologise MID meeting and let him know the bin man is here.) whilst clutching a bag from the bathroom in one hand and the upstairs rubbish in the other, shouting out the windows of my house at him to slow down. He didn’t even hear me and by the time I was outside they were already removing the bins from across the road. And hello? I have anxiety, there was no way I was going to shout ACROSS the road at them.
Hate putting this weeks rubbish into next weeks clean black bin. Even more so if it’s blue.
Even worse, I’ll probably forget, AGAIN, by next time.
Rubbish rant over!
I'm pretty good at remembering to put it out, bringing it back in however
This story couldn’t be more British if Alan Bennet wrote it and then Morrisey put it to musicYep. Completely forgot, as usual. My lovely neighbour, who insists on being helpful without warning, had already wheeled my black bin out, expecting (like normal people would) for my rubbish to all be ready. (It wasn’t. I have a room bin and a bathroom bin that in my head don’t count the same as my kitchen bin… ‘cleaner’ things are binned in my bedroom than my kitchen, don’t ask I’m particular)
So anyway, I’m flying down the stairs in nothing but a T-shirt and slippers, (did I mention I had been in a teams call with my boss, so swiftly had to apologise MID meeting and let him know the bin man is here.) whilst clutching a bag from the bathroom in one hand and the upstairs rubbish in the other, shouting out the windows of my house at him to slow down. He didn’t even hear me and by the time I was outside they were already removing the bins from across the road. And hello? I have anxiety, there was no way I was going to shout ACROSS the road at them.
Hate putting this weeks rubbish into next weeks clean black bin. Even more so if it’s blue.
Even worse, I’ll probably forget, AGAIN, by next time.
Rubbish rant over!
