I'm up and ready for work well in time to walk there but I just don't want to. Instead I'm sitting here wasting time.
I'm nostalgic for my fun days working with Charley. We didn't start till 10 which was a plus point straight away. We had access to Cappuccino for 75p (Albeit rubbish cappuccino! One was ALL foam, one was ALL milk) but it was 75p non the less. Most mornings we'd have a cheeky breakfast with it.
We could dress manequins up in pretty outfits and do their hair and play with all the pretty things.
I'm just bummed out cos now I now have to go and not do anything marginally creative. Just drudgery and sweating.
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awwwww man, those were the days. The days of fun. It feels like a distant dream now :(
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