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Dawn Syrup Years

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Much like Joe said, keep the state out of your life as best you can.

I’m not joking. Some disgraceful council skinwaste has sensed someone trying to act diligently and dutifully, interpreted it as weakness and decided to see what he can get away with. The order is as ordered, not as amended as fancied.

Or a jig with a plane/router/something. What’s it for out of interest?

He’s just invented that for your inconvenience.

Anyway. Now war’s over for another year we can get back to important matters.

Facebook clearly thinks I need to be a bit more patriotic.

Wankers. State sponsored wankers no less.

A friend has just been apportioned 50% of the blame for a collision that happened while she was stationary. Pulled over on a country lane and a tool hire truck scraped down the side of her. Other driver said it was her. She said it was him. A dashcam would have saved the five years of being bent up by the insurers that she'll now endure.

People treat it as a celebration of sacrifice, not a recognition of waste. War is unspeakably shit. Just about every day of the year, I see some warry thing and think to myself, yeah, new CoD game looks good but how glamorous is actually having to bayonet another human being before he bayonets you. I turn conversations with strangers to how their tax loot goes to blowing up brown people who've never done them any harm. I write songs about how industrial militarism and nation state conflict is a tragedy. Pretty much daily, I'm thinking to myself in spare moments, how can we break this stupid system of getting kids to kill each other when they could be growing strawberries and going sailing instead? So if, on 1 day out of 364, some shop staff gives me a haughty look at 11:01 because I'm not standing there with my basket like a lemon, I couldn't care less. I've been advocating for peace for the last decade or so. You'll get to 11:02 and five seconds and be back to thinking about Love Island, you vacuous bint.

I used my temporary luck the last time I think. I can see the brush refusing to stay mated this time. Seems pretty clean in there. Gave it some brake cleaner and air.

As Mick says. Remember when help For Heroes came on the scene. They could have stabbed pet dogs in town parks and people wouldn't have said a thing.

They’re what I’m putting on the Skidster once I can withstand the shame of my bald herringbones no more. It’s the low pressure grippiness and floatiness that appeals.

Double length main walk today. Worming tablets administered at 08:00. My mate promised spectacular shitting and I’d rather the display happen outside of the house.

I think it does the opposite of blend in. It’s at least a bit grubby now. It was gleaming silver when it arrived and the water repellent finish absolutely refused to hold mud for weeks. That’s a medium on a 5’8” athlete btw. Arktis says in their sizing blurb to not go a size up because they’ve already allowed for body armour etc. I’m a medium in everything and I could have still coped with a large in this to cover my thighs a bit more.

Americans need to be camouflaged like prototype cars to blend in outside the US.

Went another direction and got an Arktis B310 DP (special Danish filth version). Quite heavy and too warm when moving even moderately fast but for shuffling along with my hands in my pockets, waiting for the dog to piss so we can go home, ideal. I still don't like looking warry but the pockets are very useful. So useful that I'm prepared to look even warrier if I can find a B211 or B220 at a good price and have more pockets. I suspect the water resistance would be good enough a lot of the time. Could add a size up Ridgeline over the top of it on dedicated rainy days... Whatever. Got this one now. No use for tree work unless just sitting on a machine or rigging and telling other people to move things.

Just busted packaging. Even the one with only 17 cans was a good deal.

Wouldn’t dream of it usually but 18 cans for a fiver so couldn’t reasonably decline.

Trigger's fine. It's definitely that brush (seeing as nobody's explicitly corrected me, I'm going to assume I have the names of things right). It's now just a matter of how to smoosh it inwards consistently or replace it. How long are they to start with?

I love Aussies. They're what Yorkshiremen should be but aren't.

I once stayed with an Aussie mate in Oxford before a job somewhere down there. 07:00 and I'm needing to get out of the door. He decides this is the ideal time to continue the conversation from twelve hours previous about the nuances of yeast spreads from both hemispheres. Six or seven varieties out of the cupboard. Van keys in my hand, looking at my watch. **************** sake, Josh.

Splitter.