Wednesday, 3 April 2013

Uphill struggle

I have said billions of times before: To slowly go to work in the mornings is literally like wading waist deep through warm porridge.

Work to live or live to work? Yeah. Right. But wait, what would I do if I didn't work? Would I party all day? No, I would hang around on street corners asking for money from passers by. Such is miserable modern middle class Britain.

Ah, another pointless rant to brightly help your day along from the English Department.


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