The "What Are You Doing This Moment" Thread

I have come home early and poured myself a pot of Tea. The fire is roaring in front of me and I am listening to the Radio. I popped out for a cheeky drink earlier on but was put off and left early. The Pub had plug in air fresheners, and the Landlord was pushing crinkle-cut chips,mushy peas and cockles in vinegar. I told him I eat Kale, Lentils and truffle oil mainly, and wash it down with Lapsang Souchong, which I know are all disgusting but I wanted to appear intelligent.
After I had taken one gulp of my drink he pulled twenty cigarettes from nowhere ( I wont say fags ), and upon my refusal he gave a speech on how people used to smoke 60 a day and never got cancer.
My aching bones.
 
Good thing you watched Halloween 2 instead!
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bitch ass Ryu fucked everything up.
 
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That was a long fucking game nice win.
Longest world series game ever if im not mistaken.

i'm getting so annoyed though. Our pitchers are getting almost no support since we cant seem to score runs for shit in this series. We definitely need to get our offense going. That being said i think today is the day that Boston gets stomped out.
 
Sitting through an audit right now. Fuckin hate audits. It's just new terminology and organization procedures to justify auditors' jobs.

Plus it's a new company for me, so I'm just cringing at this place's lack of spreadsheet and trending data acumen. I'll be really busy next week.
 
Enjoying the first of four days off work. Got out of bed at 11am, made epic breakfast, ate epic breakfast, now settling in for main vegetation session.
 
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Over here, in England, it is Guy Fawkes night, or Bonfire night. Circa 1604, he was involved in a plot to blow up the Houses of Parliament which failed, and he is celebrated ever since.
I am sat in front of my fire gazing out of the window into our village, and the reflections of my own fire upon the pane are mixing with those from outside. People are walking past in warm clothes and scarves, their faces flickering in the firelight , distracted by an occasional whoosh and loud bang, then coloured light dissipates in the black sky.
Remember, remember, the fifth of November, Gunpowder, Treason and Plot.