It’s been one of them months of ups and downs.
Most of the up’s have been fantastic. The new job is fantastic, I am happy, content and I am appreciated. I am running 5km, non-stop, three times a week in under 30 minutes, just me and the manky foxes at 5am. I have lost weight. I had taken a gamble with crypto and made an unbelievable 4000% return on a small investment. Yes, King you can even get in and take piece of the happy pie. Look at you, looking your best since the de-prostrating.
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Buyer’s remorse is defined as “a feeling of regret or anxiety after making a purchase. It usually occurs after a person makes a significant purchase, such as a home or new car, but it can occur after smaller purchases”.
The sellers wise up by either taking a decent cut back out of the refund price or forcing the buyer to take a credit note or something similar. Buy a pair of the wrong colour Speedos or ‘Budgie smugglers’ as the Aussies say and unless they disintegrated upon body contact, you can expect laughter at the till and perhaps a helpful escort to the door by a unfriendly security guard.Read More »
When I first heard the term ‘death grip’ my first though was Darth Vader’s signature death move when one of his minions had failed him.
Just like everyone of a certain age, Vader was that badass dude that no-one messed with. Some wanted to be all goody two shoes Skywalker but Vader was the man.
Vader was the proper, original gangster.Read More »
It’s my birthday today. Yeaaaah!!
I am fifty-two. It was two years and one day ago that those faithful words were uttered in my direction,
“It’s not good news and you cannot, not do anything about it’
Ripping my little world apart. Ahhhh, bless.
Not one to dwell on it, I shall be spending my big day with a Spiderman Victoria sponge cake, building a model Star Trek Voyager and for dinner a pandemic bag of fish and chips. The Uber delivered fish and chips being a rare and eye wateringly expensive indulgence.
A week ago, I had a Deja Vue moment. I wondered how I managed to find myself back, for the second time, derrière exposed on the surgery bench as I did almost exactly two years ago.
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