Morning.

I have to walk to work this morning, as SOMEBODY decided that my car had to go to the garage for its MOT a week early. There are days that I absolutely loathe my husband, and this is one of them. Still trying to decide if I'm taking the dog to work - his vaccs are due, and it seems silly not to take the opportunity to walk him.

But.

He's just had his breakfast.

Still.

If he gets bloat while we're at work, at least he's in the right place...

ETA: Aaaaaaaaaaaaand I just got my period. It's official, my body hates me. This week blows goats.

YAY!

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Annnnnnnnnnnnd...

The motherfucking portfolio is finished! Page numbered, cross referenced, the bollocks. Relieved? Ha. Thank fuck that's over - unless, of course, either the Internal or External Verifiers decide they need more. In which case I shall cry and gnash my teeth and probably break somebody's arms and legs off, but do it anyway.

However. 'Tis done! Wheeee!

Random Bruce Hotness

Because I haven't done one of these for a while...

I don't know what he's wearing in this, but I want to take it off him. Slowly. With my teeth.



And now I need to go food shopping.