Update: I'm unclear on whether my house is Fort Knox or whether this guy is a terrible locksmith. I suspect the latter.
underwatermagpies
I have locked myself out of my house like a dill. Waiting for a locksmith to come to the rescue.
I quite like Bananas in Pyjamas. Just living their best banana lives.
Peppa, on the other hand, needs to get in the bin. And die.
Blue pens annoy me. Pens should be be black. Purple and green are also acceptable ink colours. But blue is wishy-washy.
Unexpectedly blue pens make me slightly angry.
Crows are inherently suspicious.
Maybe Mr Woof is using it?
Did some good adulting and got my eyes tested, because they sent me a reminder. I managed to forget that having bright lights shone into my eyes is about the surest way to induce a migraine. Ahhh. Now at home with drugs, stupid eyes can stay untested in future. If I remember. They were fine anyway.
Superstar!
It's never even crossed my mind to wear them furry side out. I guess you could, but I reckon it'd be less comfy.
I haven't tried the hazella but it sounds dangerously good.
The fees weren't too horrendous, but I no longer have a door handle. I'll need to find a slightly better locksmith to fix everything.