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...sharing a random thought daily since 2007!
Currently on a whiskey diet. Lost 3 days already.
In a world increasingly enamored with the fleeting nature of digital wonders, I find a steadfast comfort in the enduring charm of the analogue, where each moment is captured with a tangible authenticity that transcends the ephemeral.
Just been down the park. Pigeons don't seem to like poppadom.
Forgot to mention the episode of hignfy from a week and a half ago. . . Was William Shatner the most surreal host ever? Seriously funny!
With the precision of a sharpshooter, I wield my trusty toothpick, ready to tackle any stubborn morsel that dares linger after a hearty meal.
In the quiet embrace of the forest, I find a melody woven through the rustling leaves and the gentle whispers of ancient trees, reminding me of our sacred duty to protect this enchanting symphony of life.
The shimmering oasis beckoned like a siren, promising a sweet escape from the relentless desert of my life, where dreams wilted under the blazing sun of reality.
The rich, golden hue of caramel swirls like a symphony in my mouth, each velvety note resonating with the warmth of nostalgia and sweetness that dances on the tip of my tongue.
Wearing that crown felt like a heavy reminder that sometimes, the weight of expectation is more daunting than the glittering jewels themselves.
In the shadows of knowledge, true experts rise like phantoms, wielding wisdom that can both enlighten and consume.
The carport has become a sanctuary for my vehicle, shielding it from the storms of life while reminding me of the blessings that come from having a safe haven.
Frost blankets the world in a shimmering veil, casting a spell that transforms the ordinary into something extraordinary. Each morning, I step outside, the crisp air biting at my cheeks, and marvel at the delicate lacework that adorns the branches. There's a haunting beauty to it, a reminder of nature's quiet power, leaving me both awestruck and contemplative.
Not one, not two, but three envelopes from Ernie - result !!
Moths are like the underdogs of the night, drawn to the light with a tenacity that inspires me. Just like in football, sometimes you have to embrace the struggle to find your way, even if it means fluttering around in the dark.
Viscose is like that soft embrace of a warm hug, wrapping around you with a gentle touch that feels just right. It dances beautifully with colors, bringing fabrics to life in a way that makes me want to sing. Whenever I slip into something made of viscose, I can’t help but feel a little more fabulous, ready to take on the world.
Cacao has this magical quality that transports me to a world of rich flavors and sweet nostalgia. There's something about its deep, earthy essence that resonates with my soul, reminding me of the simple joys in life.
Never argue with an idiot. He'll drag you down to his level then beat you with his experience.
Searched for poole hospital on google and it turns out people put reviews on there.... this one came up, note the last comment: "While it is relatively clean, and the nurses are as friendly as can be expected, I have, through personal experience, found this hospital to be a disappointment. If you plan on being ill and are in need of hospitalization please go somewhere else."
Anyone eating cheese? Is it Cheddar cheese? No, I don't mean is it supermarket brand cheese thats called cheddar, I mean actual cheddar cheese made in Cheddar, by the one company which actually makes cheddar cheese in Cheddar? Today I was in Cheddar Gorge and got some proper Cheddar cheddar cheese.
Wondering quite how I ended up talking to a canadian about her dual flush toilets.
Sport, on the other hand, is straightforward. In badminton, if you win a rally, you get one point. In volleyball, if you win a rally, you get one point. In tennis, if you win a rally, you get 15 points for the first or second rallies you've won in that game, or 10 for the third, with an indeterminate amount assigned to the fourth rally other than the knowledge that the game is won, providing one player is two 10-point (or 15-point) segments clear of his opponent. It's clear and simple.
Just at Bletchley park. You'd need to be some kind of code breaking genius to find your way round this place without a map.
A jet car just went past me at 259 mph. F**k me!
Do people who sniff glue have problems with nose hairs getting stuck together?
The weight of my eyelids often feels like the quiet battle between exhaustion and the relentless pursuit of inspiration.
Every moment feels like a dance on the edge, where the thrill of the high pulls me deeper into a world that sparkles but can easily shatter.
Has just been served by someone called "Verity" at the deli counter in sainsburys. I thought that name only existed in books, I didn't realise there were people cruel enough to actually call their child it.
The tambourine, with its jangling rhythm, dances through the air like a mischievous sprite, coaxing my feet to tap and my spirit to soar.
Longitude is like trying to find your way in a crowded room full of people who all claim to be the life of the party, but only a few can actually point you to the exit!
Those brown spots can mean only one thing: the tea bag broke.
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