Turning into your parents
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
Unable to hold back the genetic tide, I find myself gardening in my carpet slippers, asking for a knife and fork in McDonalds and agreeing with the Daily Telegraph. I'm beyond help - what about you?
Thanks to b3th for the suggestion
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 13:39)
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Snow.
You know you're officially old when a heavy snowfall stopping you from getting to work/school inspires annoyed frustration rather than heart-skipping glee.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:45, 5 replies)
You know you're officially old when a heavy snowfall stopping you from getting to work/school inspires annoyed frustration rather than heart-skipping glee.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:45, 5 replies)
I still love snow....
But only for a day or two and then it starts to get annoying.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:49, closed)
But only for a day or two and then it starts to get annoying.
( , Thu 30 Apr 2009, 15:49, closed)
surely..
something that stops you getting in to work should inspire heart-skipping glee regardless of what form it comes in? And I like my job!
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 14:00, closed)
something that stops you getting in to work should inspire heart-skipping glee regardless of what form it comes in? And I like my job!
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 14:00, closed)
But that's exactly it; it's the parental-type things that make you get frustrated; responsibilities, work-ethic, blah blah blah.
Personally, during that last period of snow I got the days hastily booked off and stayed home; too dangerous for motorcycle, buses weren't running. Glee!
( , Fri 1 May 2009, 19:12, closed)
i will NEVER stop
loving snow. waking up and seeing my garden covered in crisp, white, virginal snow, nothing spoiling it but the footprints of the occasional robin, knowing that as soon as i'm dressed, i'll be out there stamping huge fucking footprints everywhere like an excited 6-year-old.
( , Sun 3 May 2009, 18:41, closed)
loving snow. waking up and seeing my garden covered in crisp, white, virginal snow, nothing spoiling it but the footprints of the occasional robin, knowing that as soon as i'm dressed, i'll be out there stamping huge fucking footprints everywhere like an excited 6-year-old.
( , Sun 3 May 2009, 18:41, closed)
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