False Joe
Who cares.
Drinking some bulmers and listening to Alestorm. Dad got me a bottle of jager even after fail. Woot.
All packed up and ready to go before uni tomorrow.
All packed up and ready to go before uni tomorrow.
I remember in 12th grade english we had to do debates and I was assigned to argue for the Iraq War. It was actually incredibly easy because I didn't have to be logical or tell the truth.I hate doing crits of people I respect and enjoy the work of (or opinions of really). I hate trying to write or do false things...for some reason it really does cause me problems.
Word.Drinking some bulmers and listening to Alestorm. Dad got me a bottle of jager even after fail. Woot.
All packed up and ready to go before uni tomorrow.
you still comin to Hull uni?

*Considers slicing feet off at the ankle, traveling to Philly, killing TIACN and assuming his position*Excuse me but I am a GAME MASTER and also a party coordinator. I tell people that I work in Laser Weaponry Systems Demonstrations.
TIACN is back! Hai!

I remember in 12th grade english we had to do debates and I was assigned to argue for the Iraq War. It was actually incredibly easy because I didn't have to be logical or tell the truth.

I never said I was going to Hull Uni. I never even mentioned Hull uni
I'm going to Aberystwyth uni.
AGES ago you said you were actually so there
we were talking about accents.
Midget tossing?supermegahappyfuntime
At work. I should be calling people to make them buy shit from me but I don't really feel like it tbh. 45 minutes to go until supermegahappyfuntime.
Are you a telemarketer or something?
I hate telemarketers.
While typing? I don't believe you.This is unbelievable, i'm actually practicing guitar.
As long as you don't call me, or rather, as long as you don't try to sell me stuff, we're cool.Pretty much, yes. Don't hate me.Hehe.
I work for a company that does inbound/outbound phone sales. I'm calling people in Colorado now for some opera company, but the customers I contact are those who have attended certain events in the past so it's not as if I'm trying to get Jim Bob from Bumblefuck, Arkansas to see an opera.
Ugh. It's a crappy job and another temp agency called me yesterday to see what kind of work I'm looking for so maybe they can find me something a bit better and closer to home.