but i think it needs correcting ... as i was about to call a new crusade
order a thing
good thing i ate my bacon xept its not bacon but tomatoes
a thing
Since i expect this thing to last for quite some time as most vaccines that could be produced are already sold out for the next three years and i doubt soviet helgium will have signed off on the first batch (and maybe good since it still has to prove its durability)
and also i could lose some of that extra bulge i developed a bit above where id love to have a bulge like that
And what do you know .. UPS ... second time ups, second time trouble ... the site says "will be delivered on tuesday" today the site says "recipient not available, will be delivered next office day"
i go outside some time later i find in the mailbox this tiny sheet of paper from ups : "dropped off at ups access point"
(threat level rising : i did not pay to have it dropped at an access point)
so out the door i go, risking life and limb between zombies and corona , what do you know ?
the guy is right there when i come in ... says he rang the bell, i say "i was home all day"
usual issues , doesnt speak flemish, only french (most people here explode on that) and what can i do ? feel like hitting him over the head right there but ofcourse too cool a cat to do so.
So what SHOULD i do ? i should ask bol.com for a retourticket, send it back for free, get my money back and order a new one from a company that doesnt deliver with UPS
what DO i do ? too angry ... i drag the pack home
yea, thats what it says , i think it weighs about the same as my last ex, who was a recovered anorexic, REALLY nice with the really nice low-fat body and not heavy at all to throw around but
carrying that from down there to
up there ->
thats already almost halfway from the store but they blocked the way b/c FOOTY ! (very important) there was a path there but now only for paying visitors
and well
i was gonna call a crusade on the guys head but whaddaya know ... he's on the security cam, actually waiting two or three seconds, the only strange thing is : the cam has recored all movement all day, including me and my via dolorosa but NOT the 15 or 20 seconds when the guy comes in and has or has not ringed the bell ...
....
and yea ...
so after a few years sitting around with nothing but my dick in my hand (weighs less than my ex) and the occasional beer i can already feel that this was not the workout i had in mind for my first day
cant blame the guy cos he's on the cam
cant like it cus i was home and i have heard no bell ring so
i will take it up my paranoia and assume it was snood plan van drukkerland
- who you gonna call
well, ghostbusters clearly ... after the garbage pail kids and everyone standing around and seeing nothing
i will fucking DIE AND TOPPLE OVER before i ask someone
- what do you gonna do to de zwetten
do i strike you like someone who will make a scene in the supermarket and start hitting people ?
is the because of the fabeltjeskrant van jeremy de neger ?
that's sad
STILL
i'm left with a bad taste when it comes to UPS
so if i develop corona within the next two weeks after dragging that thing home i know who to sue and
i thought that carrying plastic wire would have hurt my soft wijvepollekes more
apparently im still fireproof without the callus
GUD (not gud, snood plan van drukkerland never gud)
if you wanna give it a try, feel free to carry it
more than a sack cement i dont know if you ever carried my ex around
but you cant just throw this over your shoulder its too big
and square
and pointy
.......
i SHOULD HAVE SENT IT BACK
but i seem to have lost most adrenaline from dragging it up the hill
gorgoroth style, i can already feels those traps swelling (with lactic acid) i think waking up is gonna be less funny
hahahaha
ahaha (lol hahah etc ...)
eeeh??
recovered anorexic, precious, barring the gallons of caffeine and plantations of nicotine she was off the dulcolax
im not sure if you had any lives like mine, i was a really nice kid once, A++ top of the class, very shy and polite
somewhere in a distant galaxy , im not even sure that was the same dimension since i always talk about "the kid" in third person, most of my past is like somewhere where i was "with" - somewhat hard to explain to mundanes so yes
without the anorexia there was plenty of issues, and a whole set of conditions which boiled down to the denomination "borderline personality syndrome"
jekyll & hyde if you like
after a fashion, combined with the self harm,
well ... someone you have to love or else you're just doing her after you feed her drunk
i'll leave up to the audience which one of those was me
two crazy people together
maybe that's easier
very destructive but hey
good whiskey burns your throat too, and a rose without thorns is just a pretty flower (and all that)
no no nonono
CUZ' mis understanding but there probably more now ,its years ago, ever since van drukkerland i havent
and i basically swore to all my gods i wont until im out of here with my cats
the dating site algorithms should give it a rest
i dont believe in gods who care
but they mostly reward dedication see : the commonplace "the gods take care of those who take care of themselves" , all the ones i know arent really into begging for favour
or actual submission for that part
its all different from abraham
how did i get here ?
its my multithreaded hyperloop running across jane's underground
long story short :
i did not hit de zwetten
i did not call anyone
(its what they say here, theres not much to it ...)
and im gonna be sore all over for my adrenaline rush
yay
...
not the first time with ups , i get the impression its that american attitude where homer simpson is expected to rejoice that he gets the right to pay ?
some dutch have tried it but competition is too fierce and all their webshops seem to be in check now
i don't know
it doesnt urge me to make little friends either
humans = filth