In truth, not much happened last night, but I'll try to describe it as though it was a horror movie, in order to make it sound interesting:
In a world where it's all stacking up, one man has a mission where failure is not an option. The shower is on. The man is clean. The shower is off. But the paperwork won't do itself. This winter, you've got to ask yourself - "Is your paperwork done?".
It's hardly surprising, therefore, that I'm finding myself lacking in inspiration a bit today. I listened to half of The Phantom of The Opera while I was doing my paperwork, but that seemed to freak the cat out a bit. I had amused myself with the idea of listening to Cats while gathering my papers together, but it seemed too twee.
In a world where it's all stacking up, one man has a mission where failure is not an option. The shower is on. The man is clean. The shower is off. But the paperwork won't do itself. This winter, you've got to ask yourself - "Is your paperwork done?".
It's hardly surprising, therefore, that I'm finding myself lacking in inspiration a bit today. I listened to half of The Phantom of The Opera while I was doing my paperwork, but that seemed to freak the cat out a bit. I had amused myself with the idea of listening to Cats while gathering my papers together, but it seemed too twee.
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