This morning has been stressful. A reminder of why I've refrained from getting up in the morning these seven years past.
The online pokering has served up some rather unpleasant beats* today and my nervous tension compounded by numerous conversations with various customer services including Sky TV and BT.
My one consolation is that I'm not subject to a swear box tariff elsewise I'd not be able to afford the move in the first place.
The only panacea I can think off to relax my taut muscles is to go outside and to the sto..batman stylee. A sammich is needed and no mistake.
I'll need to quickly commandeer an urchin to clear the snow from my car, but that shouldn't be a problem as most of the pigeon toed, wheezey bastards are off school for the winter it seems.
When I get back I'll be shopping on the intrawebs for a couple of brown sofas and I make no apologies for that. I'll bid you good day.
*Bad beats: there has been some redress here.
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