Thinkings, feelings and...doings ~ 2013

Well, if it doesn't exist, you can have the idea as your business plan. You wouldn't even need premises of your own at first, if you stuck to after midnight - you could simply rent out restaurant space which would not be used at that time. Restaurants get some useful extra income, you get top quality space at a reasonable price - everyone's a winner. And the drunken/stoned students of Britain get French toast, or scrambled eggs, or whatever they wish, delivered to their door within 45 minutes all through the night.

You could call it Room Service.
 
Shakes head and just laughs

I'm hiring you when I'm at uni to be my breakfast guy because you pick the bestest foods. I expect you to cater to my every craving and deliver to me within half an hour. Even if you are in Oxford.
 
Oh, Ms. Starry-Eyed, I'm honoured. But I don't think you could afford me on a student income. I'm frightfully expensive.

Let's keep it on a strictly random, amateur footing, and then your university friends will be impressed and surprised, rather than creeped out by the old man turning up with omelettes and eclairs at three in the morning on a regular basis.

And now I really must take to my bed. Enjoy your words - I hope they keep flowing - and treat yourself to a loaf of bread in the morning.
 
T: Well.... that's over.

F: WooooHoooooo... that's over.

D: catching up on netflix cuz I'm cool like that.

What to do with a month off school?
 
T: So badly want to be at Comic-Con sob

F: Sneezy

D: Finishing off my oreo truffles, and alternating between reading Poe and listening to Night Vale. Iz a good night.
 
Thinking its so good to have a day off today. These 60 hour work weeks are exhausting.
 
T: Ben and Jerry, you're all I need in my life. slobber This is gon' get messy.

F: Proud of myself, for finally re-booking my driving test and ordering a friend's present, after five months. I can't remember a time I was this productive.

D: Poe and Night Vale again.
 
Thinking: Christ on a cracker
Feeling: Frustrated
Doing: trying to get the muscles in my thighs to stop spamming.
 
Thinking: Christ on a cracker
Feeling: Frustrated
Doing: trying to get the muscles in my thighs to stop spamming.

God I hate spammers! Especially the ones in my body. (sowwi to hear that)

Thinking about all the buses on the road I'd like to destroy (but not the bus drivers themselves, most of them are nothing short of delightful. The passengers on the other hand...)

Feeling waves of satisfaction and joy with each sip of tea.

Doing the tea-sipping and joy-feeling and bus-obliteration planning.
 
God I hate spammers! Especially the ones in my body. (sowwi to hear that)

Thinking about all the buses on the road I'd like to destroy (but not the bus drivers themselves, most of them are nothing short of delightful. The passengers on the other hand...)

Feeling waves of satisfaction and joy with each sip of tea.

Doing the tea-sipping and joy-feeling and bus-obliteration planning.

Heh! Gotta love autocorrect. Apparently spasm isn't a word that people use. Go figure?
 
LT: It's time for a fresh start. So, it's time to move far away from my my past and begin my new improved future!
 
Thinking... So many things to do so little time.

Feeling... Slightly flustered

Doing... Trying to figure out where to start first.
 
LT ~ 9, 879 to go! C'mon Brit, you can do it!

Feeling ~ Ready!

Doing ~ Breakfast before starting on the final push.
 
Ceiling fan on high, box fan on high, mini fan pointed straight at the bed....

And I'm still hot.
 
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