Eating dragons for breakfast
I put myself on the spot so do it ahead of life. When I left the full time job I took a battering but when you paint a picture it comes true; life's getting better. I have forgotten how to lose. I am now a member of the local social club and the question was asked how did we end up in Mansfield; people don't tend to leave there. Me and flatmate Gab were cleaning the house on our day off; she's going to be 21 and.. i'm older. Helping out at the night shelter; did it Sun night pre Superbowl. A chap turned up saying he wanted a private room; landed a punch on one of our guys. He'd been released from prison two days before on licence; he will go straight back in. The rest are sound. Smokes are supervised so there's no drugs. Derby has a drugs and violence problem; here not really. No alcohol allowed in the toilets which is a good thing; symbiotic.
For one day I can crave Chinese food- Chinese New Year. The rest I abhor the appalling treatment of Muslims in China. Duck and boiled rice it was. I wish you good fortune, true joy, lasting fulfilment, guiding wisdom and real love. Come on dragons! Britain with Brexit believes in unicorns.
What you think you knew can have extra layers.
Fair play Liam Neeson with the cosh for being honest. I've not always stood up for others and myself.
Taking part in a chicken wing eating contest as I happen to be in town for work. I won a sauerkraut eating contest but it's not 2013 and Wed night's winner should be a younger person. I am preparing for the challenge though. Went to the gym; glad to say my t-shirt doesn't fit round the upper arms.
Events industry don't get up early.
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