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allana* Dave's car broke down. On the plus side, it was right before the tight, elevated section of the motorway. I think he would have spontaneously combusted from sheer embarrassment if he'd broken down up there. Few folks like to star on the traffic news.
* Dave is now thoroughly oily after pushing the car, so has to somehow buy a new pair of trousers before work.
* About two hours for the car to be recovered. No courtesy cars available. Hello, Mr Train! (Guess who isn't fond of trains? I don't think any of us trust them after Paddington....)
* I'm not pregnant. Again.
* My toe is killing me. I should probably go get a cortisone injection or something, but you're practically taking your life into your own hands if you go to a doctor's surgery in Flu Season.
* I burnt my mouth on a hot carrot last night, and now everything tastes weird.
There's got to be a silver lining somewhere, right? *rummages around*
* Dave's alive, if a little oily. No high-speed breakdown this time, and at least he's in a relatively safe place to be broken down.
* I'm alive, too, if a little irritable. At least I've got no period pain for once.
* There's no chance of me over-eating today!
You know what... I think I'll wait until the evening before looking at my novel again. Probably for the best :P
* Dave is now thoroughly oily after pushing the car, so has to somehow buy a new pair of trousers before work.
* About two hours for the car to be recovered. No courtesy cars available. Hello, Mr Train! (Guess who isn't fond of trains? I don't think any of us trust them after Paddington....)
* I'm not pregnant. Again.
* My toe is killing me. I should probably go get a cortisone injection or something, but you're practically taking your life into your own hands if you go to a doctor's surgery in Flu Season.
* I burnt my mouth on a hot carrot last night, and now everything tastes weird.
There's got to be a silver lining somewhere, right? *rummages around*
* Dave's alive, if a little oily. No high-speed breakdown this time, and at least he's in a relatively safe place to be broken down.
* I'm alive, too, if a little irritable. At least I've got no period pain for once.
* There's no chance of me over-eating today!
You know what... I think I'll wait until the evening before looking at my novel again. Probably for the best :P
