TheEarl
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Watch watch watch watch watch watch!
Not the verb, the noun. I am now in such a fantastically good mood cause I have found my watch after three days solid of searching. I hate looking for things, cause I'm generally no good at it and it takes me bloody ages and I could be doing so many more fun things with my time. This watch was a 21st birthday present from my parents as well, which means that I had to find it tonight. Not just cause I like it a lot a lot, but because I'd face awkward questions if I pitched up at home tomorrow wearing my cheap backup watch.
I was just getting ready to physically remove every piece of furniture and crap from my room and I found it. And what's more, I had a good idea that found it. It was in the rubbish bag that I'd filled when cleaning my room; must've fallen in at some point.
This means that not only do I have my watch back and not only did I get it back through a genius good idea, I got it back just in the nick from being thrown away. Which is kinda like an extra special kind of rescue - a James Bond style rescue, where the watch is saved with 007 seconds left on the bomb clock. Plus this means I don't have to empty my room, which will result in needing to do a slightly less effusive tidy. Plus there was also a point to me going through a rubbish bag one item at a time. I'd've been pissed if that'd've been pointless.
Sorry for the incoherence (I don't even have the excuse of being drubnk), but I'm in a fucking good mood now and my wanker housemates have buggered off, so I've got the place to myself. Loud music and weird dancing all round! Huzzah!
What's giving you a happy today?
The Earl
Not the verb, the noun. I am now in such a fantastically good mood cause I have found my watch after three days solid of searching. I hate looking for things, cause I'm generally no good at it and it takes me bloody ages and I could be doing so many more fun things with my time. This watch was a 21st birthday present from my parents as well, which means that I had to find it tonight. Not just cause I like it a lot a lot, but because I'd face awkward questions if I pitched up at home tomorrow wearing my cheap backup watch.
I was just getting ready to physically remove every piece of furniture and crap from my room and I found it. And what's more, I had a good idea that found it. It was in the rubbish bag that I'd filled when cleaning my room; must've fallen in at some point.
This means that not only do I have my watch back and not only did I get it back through a genius good idea, I got it back just in the nick from being thrown away. Which is kinda like an extra special kind of rescue - a James Bond style rescue, where the watch is saved with 007 seconds left on the bomb clock. Plus this means I don't have to empty my room, which will result in needing to do a slightly less effusive tidy. Plus there was also a point to me going through a rubbish bag one item at a time. I'd've been pissed if that'd've been pointless.
Sorry for the incoherence (I don't even have the excuse of being drubnk), but I'm in a fucking good mood now and my wanker housemates have buggered off, so I've got the place to myself. Loud music and weird dancing all round! Huzzah!
What's giving you a happy today?
The Earl