It's always fun when you click 'restore draft' and are immediately assaulted with a WAVE OF CRAZY. Apparently I wasn't well last night. I don't remember most of it and none of you had to see it, so it was a bit like it never happened until I went to post about something and suddenly my screen is all HEY YOU WERE TOTALLY INSANE LAST NIGHT. I do not think of myself as being good at Restraint but clearly my ability to recognise When Not To Click Post is still intact, which is always nice.
There was a bit on the Adam and Joe podast last week about someone singing "when I get that feeling, I'm in
SEXUAL EALING!" to the tune of that Marvin Gaye song and it has been stuck in my head ever since. I love it a lot. It sort of makes up for the fact that I live in Ealing.
Also I know that everyone has already seen the
Wolf Shirt reviews on Amazon by now but they made me laugh embarrassingly hard at work the other day, so I feel like I should talk about them. My favourite part isn't actually the reviews, it's the thread about whether or not the shirt would be improved by having three moons as well as three wolves.
Tony Soprano saw his dad chop off a dude's finger and then his dad took that as an opportunity to teach him that "THAT'S WHY YOU DON'T GAMBLE." I think Tony Soprano's parents would get on VERY WELL with Michael Bluth's parents. They could swap tips!
OH MY GOD OH MY GOD SORRY TO INTERRUPT THAT SCINTILLATING INSIGHT INTO TELEVISION BUT OH MY GOD. Okay, a woman just buzzed my flat and I answered the phone thing and she said, "hello, I used to live in flat four and I was wondering if you could let me in so I can see if I've had any post."
And I said, "this isn't flat four, this is flat two."
And she said, "I know, flat four didn't answer the bell." (I HATE FLAT FOUR, I HATE THEM FOR MAKING THIS MY RESPONSIBILITY ALL OF A SUDDEN.)
And I said, "oh."
And she said, "so can I come in and check the post."
And without really thinking I said, "okay," and pressed the button to unlock the door. And then, as though this might somehow PROTECT the building against any nefarious plans she might have, I said, "don't rob anything."
I HOPE I HAVEN'T ACCIDENTALLY LET IN A MURDERER OR A ROBBER OR ANYTHING. If she somehow commits a crime then it'l PROBABLY be on my conscience! OH GOD.
CONFESSION: I mostly feel guilty because I'd checked the post about half an hour ago and there wasn't anything for me. SO IT'S NOT EVEN LIKE I WILL SUFFER IF SHE DOES STEAL EVERYONE'S LETTERS. I am a fool.