Took that new route to work again today, it has made my life seem better. Odd. 20 minutes less in traffic is bliss! I suppose its just a matter of time before the rest of the northern suburbs finds it or some twit booms it off but until then its all mine...
Fridays rock.
Works always so much more chilled; even Grumpy seems to be less miserable. Happy becomes manic and Sleepy looks like she got to bed before 6am for the first time this week. Friday does have one downside though, what to do after 1pm, even though the saltmine doesn’t have a policy for Fridays i have done jack shit on a Friday afternoon since 2003. So.....the options: the usual local haunts have become like watching your mother get boozed every Friday, groundhog day basically, with booze.
Having tried to escape the need to involve alcohol on Fridays I went to gym last week Friday, never again. Whilst most of JHB sits in bars, boardrooms or traffic there are freaks pushing weights and doing secret handshakes. People whose parents are cousins sweat all the genetic misdemeanors out on Fridays.
You can’t go home alone at lunch time unless you are hung-over from Thursday.
I need to think of something....
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