Netflix and chilling on your own.
Netflix and chilling on your own.
Always travel with a Micro SD full of stuff. Though you're right, any hotel without complimentary WiFi over 2GB in this day and age (unless the speed is impossible to attain due to location) is a hole.
Don't be that guy.Originally Posted by simon
Netflix and chilling on your own.
I've been that guy all of my life.
What's your hotel and room number? Let's start a kickstarter to get Toby some entertainment tonight.
There's a cinema next door so I might just go watch Spectre.
Although I'd like to see Only Connect and probably won't be able to iPlayer it when I get back. What a quandary.
A Quandary of Solace.
His own fault for not being an inSpectre of the hotels Wifi policy.
Goldeneye.
Cinema is sold out already so I'll have to try another day.
I enjoyed this.
These mongs on pointless. what the fuck
Popcorn Time is down after some internal strife. This fucks me off immensely.
http://www.theverge.com/2015/10/26/9...e-io-fork-down
Seething. Popcorn Time was so, so good.
Finding a thing and then realising you don't have the charge cable for it.
That Just Eat advert does my head in.
I got my flight ticket upgraded to include executive lounge access this morning and was joking with my girlfriend that I wouldn't begrudge a delay as I'd be able to make the most of all the freebies. Lo and behold...
I hope you like peanuts and apple juice. And gleaming shoes.
If I didn't have to drive whenever I get back I'd be firing into the booze. As it is scones with clotted cream will have to do.
Two hours down. One more and they'll owe me €250 compensation.
You, or your work?
Shit theres a good question.
I was thinking about that, I'm not really sure what would have happened. The compensation is unlinked to the booking though (you get a cheque in the post rather than a refund to the booking card), and as it's meant to be for passenger inconvenience rather than added costs (which are covered on top) I think I'd have felt okay pocketing it.
Not that any of this matters, as they called boarding about two minutes after my last post. As I seem to say so often, there must be a way to harness my jinxing powers for personal gain.
People (old) doing their weekly shop in petrol stations. To me, a petrol station is meant to be a quick checkout, where you pay for fuel and maybe a snack or two. When you get a (usually older) person with a basket full of stuff, it completely slows down proceedings. Also, the stations are fucking expensive, who has the money to treat the place like a regular supermarket??
The petrol station where my parents live is like this and it's a pain in the hole. They have no queueing system either so while someone is buying the bread and crap for the week there's around 3 random queues that form down separate aisles and nobody has any clue what the fuck is going on.
Worst of all is the summer. They have a cone machine up the far end but when someone gets to the till and asks for 4 cones for their horrid sprogs, off trots the one manning the till to pull the ice creams, leaving everyone else standing there like tits. And then the next fucker asks for cones too
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/live/uk-en...yside-34619327
Why is this a thing? What can possibly happen at a fucking funeral that warrants a live text updates feed?
It's a substitute for actual journalism.
My friend's [Facebook] friend was live-Facebooking their dad croaking in hospital the other week.
I'm surprised that Liverpool could live feed a funeral.
We'll probably find out how well they can do it at one of their next European games.
One of the guys I work with sometimes makes stuff up just to see if people will believe what he says. So last week he told me we were meant to be dressing up as the T Birds from Grease and I thought he was bullshitting me. Turns out it's true.
I wouldn't have joined in even if it were true so you're fighting the good fight.
Fancy dress really is absolute dirt.
I've done it only once, for a Halloween party in my first year at uni. I only did it because I wanted to fuck the girl who was hosting the party.
She copped off with somebody else and me and my mate met some Finnish blokes on our walk home, got talking and went to their flat to drink horrific home brew. That ended in my first ever two day hangover.
People who dither when they walk.
It's going to look shit anyway. We're just going to be wearing t-shirts and jeans (fuck the leather jackets, it's far too warm in the bar for that) with slicked-back hair so it'll just look a bit silly.
So Christmas is booked, £115 for three, one of whom probably won't like what's there. Absolutely unreal waste of money, spent with a bunch of cunts. How's that for all you swellheads who moan about going to family barbecues etc?
Opened a pack of love-hearts (yep) to find one emblazoned with 'YOLO'.
You fucking what?
Brilliant, now the stupid cunt wife asked me to order something because she wasn't sure it went through on her phone, so I did. Went to check my confirmation email and found two, one from earlier, as the stupid bitch obviously did put it through. I wasn't notified because my stupid fucking Moto E can't get emails because it's fucking full despite having fuck all on it.
Fucking what a shite, SHITE day.
Love-hearts in November, what a pervert.
They're a Halloween favourite.
Dav must have been out trick or treating last night, the hero.
A little boy asked me if I was trick-or-treat'ing last night, as I was walking to the pub with Mike and our mate.
I'm a twit
Must have thought you were wearing a mask.
Also, and it's a bit of a slow-burner this, but this fucking Vanish Tip Exchange adverts fuck me right off.
Just got a text to say my new glasses won't be ready to pick up until Friday now. For €340 they could get a fucking move-on.
My toilet seat won't stay up.
Daylight Savings Time. Suddenly it's dark at 6:00 PM, and light by 7:00 AM. Nobody gives a fuck if it's light in the morning but now the whole evening is dark for half the year.
Daylight savings time just ended, so the one that fucks you off is the 'regular' time. I agree though, it was already pitch dark when I left the lab and bright at 6am when I don't give a fuck.
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