Oh, no no no no. I'm in the process of killing one literally as we speak. It's incredibly easy to kill a jade plant if you are so minded. You don't even have to do anything- just look past it for a couple of months, feel guilty every now and again. I'm quite accomplished at it.
FIRST DATES FIRST DATES FIRST DATES. I hereby declare that this corner of the thread is dedicated to rapturous and possibly slightly tearful* discussion of the most beautiful, meaningful and hilariful programme on British TV right now. I need somewhere to gather and process because my love for this programme is beginning to leak out in inappropriate venues (work appraisals, AA meetings) and I find it almost impossible to discuss it in my indoor voice. I love First Dates so much, you guys. Who are your favourite couple of all time? Favourite dater? Mine are Velociraptor Man and the woman who referred to her breasts as her 'Barrys' , and the best single dater was OBVIOUSLY the lady who went to a fancy dress party as Exeter Cathedral because WHO ELSE.
*almost definitely very tearful
I totally second this! I fit my first zip by machine and it was pretty much of a shitshow; the second I did by hand and it was one of my proudest moments. It looked SO GOOD. The rest of the skirt was lumpy- bumpy but the zip was immaculate and I felt proud as hell. Give yourself the gift of a hand- picked zip!
I don't know anybody in Hawaii and i for sure don't have clients there, but i'm going to sign off all my emails with 'aloha' in perpetuity, because why the hell not.
I am a Bristol Toastie! Bristol is a great city and you will (probably) love it. I am pretty broke and not really a going out type but there are loads of excellent bars and coffee shops, it's got beautiful buildings, it's surrounded by delightful countryside and is near various coasts, there's cider (if you're into that), all the bands come through Bristol on tour (not to mention Glastonbury once a year)... you'll love it. (Unless something terrible happens. I can't promise you something terrible won't happen.) But I think you'll love it! Let's go for a cup of tea when you get here!
Yeah, but why is John so broke that he needs to borrow money from Sherlock and even flatshare in the first place? GPs make bank, you would think there's no reason for a GP to ever be on their uppers. Perhaps it is because he knows in his heart of hearts that, in the absence of IEDs and jeopardy and opportunities for him to be manful and take- charge and tourniquet manifold arteries whilst swathed in comfortable knitwear, he is completely rubbish at doctoring. Sherlock might be a dickweevil sometimes but at least he's mostly good at his job- if John Watson worked at my practise for any length of time I would explicitly ask not to have appointments with him because let's be real, what if it was some kind of emergency Yeast Infection situation? You just know he's the kind of male doctor who'd be all like, what is become of my lost potential? Is this what I am reduced to; Candida Albicans on a drizzly March morning in Tooting? All quiet sighs as he undid the speculum and pushed your knees apart. Fuck that shit, bro. That's not what I pay my National Insurance for.
Okay, what's wrong with Werner Herzog? He is for real one of maybe seven men on this entire planet I can countenance and I'm feeling slightly protective of him right now (which he'd love, can you imagine trying to explain to Werner Herzog that you felt protective of him because of a joke in a satirical internet piece? He'd be like, 'None of these words make sense to me. Once more, as so often, language fails us, serving only to emphasise the chasm of understanding between every single individual human being', looking all quizzical and shit.)
Okay I've had about four hours sleep and far too much caffeine so I'm totally going to do it.
I am an ex- Tudor reenactor and can therefore 'WellACTUALLY' about this thread on SO MANY LEVELS at the slightest provocation. I can literally respond in a really dorkily pedantic manner to about 8 separate points in this thread if you'll let me.