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[aumentou]

I'm sat at work but clocked out, waiting to go to the happy-clappy singing. I've had my tea (goats cheese and tomato butties), and am thoroughly fortified by the various cups of tea (with goats milk) I've had all day.
Yesterday I had organic Feta fried in organic oil.

The question is: when exactly did become a hippy?
I mean, was it buying the wood elf army that made me a treehugger, or is it something deeper?
Perhaps I should have stopped using love as a euphemism for sex when I was offering it for nothing...
Maybe its long hair. Maybe all people with long hair are doomed to be hippies.

Comments

[bluecassandra.livejournal.com]

"Maybe its long hair. Maybe all people with long hair are doomed to be hippies."

Well, give it time, and you won't have long hair, so nothing to worry about there.

It's just marginally possible i'm having a bitchy moment.

[morecake.livejournal.com]

He'll still be a hippy, though. Plus, it's the influence of that posh pinko bird he's going out with. She's *well on* for being eco-friendly and knitting her own yogurt and stuff like that. Weirdo.

[bluecassandra.livejournal.com]

I knew I'd been going wrong with yoghurt. Wrong methodology completely, clearly.

Hey, do you want some money in ruturn for work?

[morecake.livejournal.com]

Yes! Yes I do! Assuming this isn't a joke being played on my poor tired mind, tell me more.....

[bluecassandra.livejournal.com]

It's not a proper job type job, I'm afraid, in order for us to give you a job type job you'd have to live in letchworth, which isnt nice, and be vastly interested in denier and customer service, but I thought it might be a break. Basically i've been forced to look in teh attic, and there are tons of thinsg up there waitingt o be sold. blatantly, i am not going to get round to selling them., nor would i do the best job of it. am happy to give you train farre, bed and food plus a large percentage of whatever you make on them (50% ?) if you woudl sell stuff for me?

I just stabbed myself in the hand with a screwdriver. I think it jumped off teh shelf and bit me.