Worst day ever today.
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Browneyedgirl
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That is crap, welcome to the holiday blues. Im back nearly a month now and i still have them. Least you had a good time
Robo said:First day back at work - nightmare!
Rachel has gone back home - So sad.
And it feels as though i've never went away.
Need to throw as many 5htp's down my throat as possible.
Aww Rob
I don't find coming home that bad cos I've got my Keeper with me so it never seems as bad but I remember the year I met Tom in Ibiza and had to go up north for a week before I moved to FLT I just cried for a whole week
When are you seeing Rachel again??
Browneyedgirl
Active Member
I know nearly a whole year away. I just had to book again as soon as i got home. Hope things pick up
Robo said:First day back at work - nightmare!
Rachel has gone back home - So sad.
And it feels as though i've never went away.
Need to throw as many 5htp's down my throat as possible.
be grateful you've got a job
be grateful you have a wonderful partner
be grateful you've had a holiday this year
Leese said:Robo said:First day back at work - nightmare!
Rachel has gone back home - So sad.
And it feels as though i've never went away.
Need to throw as many 5htp's down my throat as possible.
be grateful you've got a job
be grateful you have a wonderful partner
be grateful you've had a holiday this year
True.
spunkymonkey
Active Member
Hey mate, good to see you again.....hope the rest of the holiday went well. Great to meet Rachel too.
Lst week was horrible but feeling much better this week. It will be the same for you.....just try and get through it.
Hopefully see you soon.
Lst week was horrible but feeling much better this week. It will be the same for you.....just try and get through it.
Hopefully see you soon.
Peppermint
Active Member
Post-Ibiza depression... reason why I didn't go back again this summer.
Leese said:Robo said:First day back at work - nightmare!
Rachel has gone back home - So sad.
And it feels as though i've never went away.
Need to throw as many 5htp's down my throat as possible.
be grateful you've got a job
be grateful you have a wonderful partner
be grateful you've had a holiday this year
yes imagine how some of us feel
Feel sorry for you, I hated saying goodbye to my missus on sundays before I moved to London.
bet mine was worse yesterday?
Woke up, went downstairs to the bathroom.....and wondered why the bathroom carpet was soaking, so puled up the carpet and the vinyl tiles underneath were also soaking, the water had allowed the adhesive that was holding said tiles to the concrete floor, to adhere no longer, therefore spent next hour pulling up the tiles to find just squidgy mess and wet, spongy concrete
anyway, very pissed off and now very late (no wiser as to the source of the deluge) I get ready for work, have shower etc, go upstairs start to iron a shirt, didnt realise that in process of pulling up said tiles I had cut my finger, so when finished ironing shirt there was a blood stain all across the back
anyway, sod it I was wearing a suit, so didnt really matter, left house , got to station, massive queue at auto ticket machine, looks like the people in front of me are new to planet earth so this phenomenon (ie buying ticket from a machine) is one not to be rushed , but to be savoured ( and can anyone tell me why people, get to the payment part of the transaction and THEN start to rummage around for a purse/wallet?? HELLO?? how about having money/card ready?? did you think it was free???) anyway give up hope and think sod it i'll get a permit to travel, pay the other end....permit to travel machine is bust!!!
I think sod it, I fancy an argument with some jumped up train person @ London Bridge who tries to make me pay the £10 penalty fare.
It's about 8.45 so I think it's a good time to call work, only to find that tmobile have suspended my service....ok my fault im late paying my bill, but still....bloody inconvinient
get to lon bridge.....having stood up most of the way, ready for the ruck with the guard, who, once i tell him situ at Welling, ie massive queue, broken machines etc is very understanding and ushers me to a window, with no queue and I buy my weekly pass
think to myself thats enough crap today, all good from now on
anyway, get down to the underground entrance and the northern line platform is closed due to overcrowding (i knew the lucky streak wouldnt last)
anway, find a payphone, that works (3rd attempt) and manage to call work & explain, theyre cool, but 20 second call costs me £1
get on the bus, which takes 45 mins to angel and get to work an hour late
arrive at work, take off jacket, plonk myself down, and look round and everyone is pointing 7 laughing at the massive bloodstain on my back
bet mine was worse yesterday?
Woke up, went downstairs to the bathroom.....and wondered why the bathroom carpet was soaking, so puled up the carpet and the vinyl tiles underneath were also soaking, the water had allowed the adhesive that was holding said tiles to the concrete floor, to adhere no longer, therefore spent next hour pulling up the tiles to find just squidgy mess and wet, spongy concrete
anyway, very pissed off and now very late (no wiser as to the source of the deluge) I get ready for work, have shower etc, go upstairs start to iron a shirt, didnt realise that in process of pulling up said tiles I had cut my finger, so when finished ironing shirt there was a blood stain all across the back
anyway, sod it I was wearing a suit, so didnt really matter, left house , got to station, massive queue at auto ticket machine, looks like the people in front of me are new to planet earth so this phenomenon (ie buying ticket from a machine) is one not to be rushed , but to be savoured ( and can anyone tell me why people, get to the payment part of the transaction and THEN start to rummage around for a purse/wallet?? HELLO?? how about having money/card ready?? did you think it was free???) anyway give up hope and think sod it i'll get a permit to travel, pay the other end....permit to travel machine is bust!!!
I think sod it, I fancy an argument with some jumped up train person @ London Bridge who tries to make me pay the £10 penalty fare.
It's about 8.45 so I think it's a good time to call work, only to find that tmobile have suspended my service....ok my fault im late paying my bill, but still....bloody inconvinient
get to lon bridge.....having stood up most of the way, ready for the ruck with the guard, who, once i tell him situ at Welling, ie massive queue, broken machines etc is very understanding and ushers me to a window, with no queue and I buy my weekly pass
think to myself thats enough crap today, all good from now on anyway, get down to the underground entrance and the northern line platform is closed due to overcrowding (i knew the lucky streak wouldnt last)
anway, find a payphone, that works (3rd attempt) and manage to call work & explain, theyre cool, but 20 second call costs me £1
get on the bus, which takes 45 mins to angel and get to work an hour late
arrive at work, take off jacket, plonk myself down, and look round and everyone is pointing 7 laughing at the massive bloodstain on my back
jjinit said:Feel sorry for you, I hated saying goodbye to my missus on sundays before I moved to London.
bet mine was worse yesterday?
Woke up, went downstairs to the bathroom.....and wondered why the bathroom carpet was soaking, so puled up the carpet and the vinyl tiles underneath were also soaking, the water had allowed the adhesive that was holding said tiles to the concrete floor, to adhere no longer, therefore spent next hour pulling up the tiles to find just squidgy mess and wet, spongy concrete
anyway, very pissed off and now very late (no wiser as to the source of the deluge) I get ready for work, have shower etc, go upstairs start to iron a shirt, didnt realise that in process of pulling up said tiles I had cut my finger, so when finished ironing shirt there was a blood stain all across the back
anyway, sod it I was wearing a suit, so didnt really matter, left house , got to station, massive queue at auto ticket machine, looks like the people in front of me are new to planet earth so this phenomenon (ie buying ticket from a machine) is one not to be rushed , but to be savoured ( and can anyone tell me why people, get to the payment part of the transaction and THEN start to rummage around for a purse/wallet?? HELLO?? how about having money/card ready?? did you think it was free???) anyway give up hope and think sod it i'll get a permit to travel, pay the other end....permit to travel machine is bust!!!
I think sod it, I fancy an argument with some jumped up train person @ London Bridge who tries to make me pay the £10 penalty fare.
It's about 8.45 so I think it's a good time to call work, only to find that tmobile have suspended my service....ok my fault im late paying my bill, but still....bloody inconvinient
get to lon bridge.....having stood up most of the way, ready for the ruck with the guard, who, once i tell him situ at Welling, ie massive queue, broken machines etc is very understanding and ushers me to a window, with no queue and I buy my weekly pass
anyway, get down to the underground entrance and the northern line platform is closed due to overcrowding (i knew the lucky streak wouldnt last)
anway, find a payphone, that works (3rd attempt) and manage to call work & explain, theyre cool, but 20 second call costs me £1
get on the bus, which takes 45 mins to angel and get to work an hour late
arrive at work, take off jacket, plonk myself down, and look round and everyone is pointing 7 laughing at the massive bloodstain on my back
