Cliches I’ve spouted this week:

Harry winked at you and you love Easy V?

I am going through this right now. I’ve had four days off work. I sorted shit that needed sorting. I told those what they neede to know. Yet everyone is incredulous that I want to go back to work Monday. Like open mouthed wide eyed “Noooooo. Take as much time as you need”. Hell, I've took more time than I needed…

Hey Mark.

Yep. When one douche closes another one opens.

So we got:

Perhaps she’d like a silver lining in her own uterus.

Mum passed away an hour ago. Thank you everyone for your kind words which I read through the night as I couldn’t sleep. They helped.

Thank you for this.

Well I’m not body positive in the slightest but I do cart around one helluva bottom. Now you go research those questions, dig out your best interview apparel and show them why they'd be off their rocker to hire anyone but you.

Well I will cross various appendages for you and if you are successful and move to our fair shores I will offer my services to help find accommodation, recommend good eating, shopping, drinking etc.

And I will third what’s been said and add the following:

I have no frame of reference with Cincinnati but I can tell you London is very expensive to live in. It’s an awe inducing city but the commute to the city from affordable suburban housing is horrific.

This is going to sound so fucking silly but about five years ago I had to put to sleep my beloved cat who had kidney failure. When the time came I couldn’t sit with him or comfort him. I was too overwhelmed. It was too much. It actually frightened me. And not a day goes by when I rue the fact I wasn’t there for him at…

I know. She's made it very tough to be there. But I will be.

Thanks for the positive thoughts. I think I'm going to have another glass of positive rose thoughts and finish the bottle.

Thank you. They can indeed get stuffed.

They’re so gossipy and horrible. She lives in sheltered accommodation and has always tried to be overtly independent. She won’t allow anyone to contact me when she’s been ill and somehow that’s transpired into the perception that I don’t care or love her.

It’s my first SNS. I’m still awake here in England.

Yeah. If you stick Kylies tits and Kim’s ass on her then they’re dead ringers.