Hysterical
The work thing will take till late in the evening. We probably won't be back at the workplace till about 8pm.
Goodie.
I was going to have dinner with my girlfriend and the in-laws that evening, I guess we can rule that out. I'll rush back after my bicycle ordeal, sweaty, tired and pissed off, and be able to have an icecream, before I rush back home to prevent that exhaustion (not to mention a sore arse) overcomes me in the car.
The bicycle thing will be accompanied with old folk games (a gun! a gun! my kingdom for a gun!), a "drinky" and "little bites" to eat. I hate the expression "een hapje en een drankje". I hate it. They use it all the time.
Damn, I wish I had a fever.
Do you reckon 36.4 counts as one? Can't I claim my body temperature is 35°C or something?
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The work thing will take till late in the evening. We probably won't be back at the workplace till about 8pm.
Goodie.
I was going to have dinner with my girlfriend and the in-laws that evening, I guess we can rule that out. I'll rush back after my bicycle ordeal, sweaty, tired and pissed off, and be able to have an icecream, before I rush back home to prevent that exhaustion (not to mention a sore arse) overcomes me in the car.
The bicycle thing will be accompanied with old folk games (a gun! a gun! my kingdom for a gun!), a "drinky" and "little bites" to eat. I hate the expression "een hapje en een drankje". I hate it. They use it all the time.
Damn, I wish I had a fever.
Do you reckon 36.4 counts as one? Can't I claim my body temperature is 35°C or something?
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