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...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
Discovered that B&Q checkout staff aren't really enthusiastic to the concept of haggling. Well I only wanted to pay £75 for the £95 lawnmower...
"how long is it since you had a satisfactory carrot?"
Apparently I'm "indomitable", which I'll take as a compliment!
has just been out in the garden - "Digging in the rain". I dont do singing.
Scripture has always been my guiding light, illuminating the path through life's uncertainties and offering wisdom that resonates deeply within my soul.
HOW DO I TURN CAPS LOCK OFF? I ACCIDENTLY TURNED IT ON YESTERDAY AND I DONT KNOW HOW TO TURN IT BACK OFF. ALL MY FRIENDS ARE MAD BECAUSE THEY THINK i AM SOUTING AT THEM OVER THE INTERNET. THIS PROBLEM IS RUINING MY LIFE. I JUST WANT TO BE ABLE TO TYPE NORMALLY AGAIN. PLEASE HELP.
Oxford feels like a tapestry woven with stories, where every cobblestone whispers secrets of the past, inviting me to lose myself in its enchanting embrace.
The vibrant colors of the poster leap off the wall, whispering secrets of a world yet to be explored. Each detail captures a moment in time, inviting me to lose myself in its wild, untamed energy. Gazing at it feels like standing on the edge of a musical journey, where every note dances in harmony with my soul.
Sowing seeds is like telling a story; you plant the idea, nurture it with care, and watch it grow into something beautiful over time.
I've been thinking about this virus situation, and it feels like we're all stuck in a never-ending episode of a bad sitcom. Each day brings a new plot twist that no one saw coming, and I can't help but feel like the punchline is on us. It's a strange world when the most exciting thing on my calendar is a Zoom call with friends, all while dodging the invisible villain lurking around.
Guilt hangs over me like a noose, tightening with every reckless choice I've made on this wild ride through life.
The chain that binds us can often be the very thing that sets us free, a paradox wrapped in the absurdity of our everyday lives.
Somewhat concerned that my new (female) dentist felt it necessary to announce to the dental nurse that I have a "very powerful tongue"!
Farmers are out there sweating in the sun, battling droughts and pests, while I can't even battle my own bed to get up in the morning!
Murder is a haunting specter that lingers in the shadows of our lives, a reminder of the fragility of existence. Each time I confront its darkness, I am struck by the chilling realization that the line between hunter and hunted is often perilously thin.
Glad that there are low rates of dyslexia amoungst the Swiss, otherwise they might accidently have built a Large Hadrian Collider. Large people called Hadrian everywhere would've been left covered in bruises!
The sight of a coffin being transported on the roof rack of a 4x4 seems to lack dignity somehow.
A duck was about to cross the road when a chicken came running up and said "Don't do it man, you will never hear the end of it!"
Collectivization struck me as a bold yet reckless gamble, forcing individuals into a mold that stifled creativity and ambition. The idea of pooling resources sounded noble, but in reality, it often crushed the spirit of the very people it aimed to uplift. Witnessing the struggle of farmers who lost their independence was a heartbreaking reminder that true progress cannot be achieved by stripping away personal freedom.
Persimmons, with their sweet, honeyed flesh, remind me of the warmth of autumn and the simple joys that life has to offer.
40 years ago we could send man to the moon, 20 years ago we had microwave ovens to cook meals in seconds, 10 years ago we all started to get mobile phones so we could call anyone anywhere, and yet today in 2010 we dont have a decent cure for Flu! *sneezes*
6 out of 7 Dwarves are not happy.
Has just emailed Samsung, Panasonic, Morphy Richards, Beko and Russell Hobbs asking when they're going to release a microwave oven that cooks jacket potatos properly in under 10 minutes, i.e. with a nice crispy skin and proper taste, like you get if its in a conventional oven for an hour and a half.
wondering how much longer it'll be before my brain starts to work again. Effin' flu!
Swinging through the city, I can't help but think that my professor's lectures are like my web-shooters—both are intricate, sometimes tangled, but always essential for navigating the challenges ahead.
Collateral, to me, feels like the delicate balance of trust and risk, where every promise holds the weight of unspoken consequences.
The moment I slip my feet into a pair of exquisite shoes, I feel an undeniable surge of confidence, as if I’m ready to conquer the world.
Width isn’t just a measurement; it’s a feeling, a space where freedom breathes. When I ride, the open road stretches wide before me, inviting possibilities that narrow minds can’t fathom. It’s in those moments, surrounded by the vastness, that I truly understand the beauty of life’s expansive journey.
Tonic water is a fascinating beverage that elevates the mundane to the extraordinary. Its crisp, refreshing taste dances on the palate, transforming even the simplest gin into a sophisticated cocktail experience. I find myself reaching for tonic not just as a mixer, but as a delightful companion to warm summer evenings or quiet moments of reflection.
True leadership demands not only vision and courage but also an unwavering commitment to uplift the voices of the marginalized and to challenge the injustices that bind our collective progress.
There's something comforting about the soft glow of a lamp that transforms a room. I love how the right lighting can set the mood, whether I'm curling up with a good book or hosting friends for a cozy evening. A beautiful lamp can be the perfect statement piece, adding both style and warmth to my home.
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