The crap that gets foisted upon children these days in terms of entertainment, is quite depressing. Especially when it doesn't stand up against the genius of Chorlton and the Wheelies:
The amount of work available to me continues to pour through my hands like sands through the hourglass. This time last year, I was a busy, busy beaver. Now, I am not so busy. Next week, I have a single, solitary brief to complete. But my backup career option was always, "lazy bastard" anyway, so maybe I shouldn't be complaining so much.
It's nearly the weekend, and the sun is out. Yum.
The amount of work available to me continues to pour through my hands like sands through the hourglass. This time last year, I was a busy, busy beaver. Now, I am not so busy. Next week, I have a single, solitary brief to complete. But my backup career option was always, "lazy bastard" anyway, so maybe I shouldn't be complaining so much.
It's nearly the weekend, and the sun is out. Yum.
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Oddly enough that was exactly what I was going for with that look. It's nice to be appreciated. Thanks.
Chorlton and the Wheelies, huh? That must have been exclusive to the UK because it's new to me.