From
sclerotic_rings by way of
zotz:
"Any sufficiently advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from conspiracy." (aka Riddell's Theorem)
Luckily, my life is lacking in incompetence at the moment (except possibly failing to get quotes from any of ten coach companies in the Brighton area, gits.)
MSN snippet:
Chris returned to Scotland says:
it was a month, but once we saw each other, it suddenly felt like it had only been a few days
David says:
that's ok, you can say all this, I haven't had any breakfast yet so don't have anything to throw up ;)
And that was the toned-down version. Suffice it to say, Thursday was a good day. And Il Ponte (Italian restaurant in Bridge of Allan) does the most fabulous dessert EVER. It's called a Trufito, and it's basically chocolate ice-cream inside a shell of chocolate (technically a bombe) with chocolate sauce. Words cannot do it justice.
Today, must update accounts and balance sheets, etc. Actually work out what's going on with them before Prince's Trust bloke gets here at 5. In the evening, my friend Mark is having a latkes and vodka party, which will be an interesting new experience!
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"Any sufficiently advanced incompetence is indistinguishable from conspiracy." (aka Riddell's Theorem)
Luckily, my life is lacking in incompetence at the moment (except possibly failing to get quotes from any of ten coach companies in the Brighton area, gits.)
MSN snippet:
Chris returned to Scotland says:
it was a month, but once we saw each other, it suddenly felt like it had only been a few days
David says:
that's ok, you can say all this, I haven't had any breakfast yet so don't have anything to throw up ;)
And that was the toned-down version. Suffice it to say, Thursday was a good day. And Il Ponte (Italian restaurant in Bridge of Allan) does the most fabulous dessert EVER. It's called a Trufito, and it's basically chocolate ice-cream inside a shell of chocolate (technically a bombe) with chocolate sauce. Words cannot do it justice.
Today, must update accounts and balance sheets, etc. Actually work out what's going on with them before Prince's Trust bloke gets here at 5. In the evening, my friend Mark is having a latkes and vodka party, which will be an interesting new experience!