That Moment...

Slainte!! or something like that
It is one hour earlier here in London

 

Slainte!
In the same time zone, according to Google...

 

Tmw, you realize that your plan to get a second car to save money on gas isn't such a good idea, when you start factoring in car payments, insurance, vehicle registration and gas, Etc.

Then they saving in gas doing those very quick unless I plan to decommissioned Betty. Which I don't intend on doing

 

I find I often have that problem, though it probably has more to do with the fact that I'm a 280 lb (~127 kg) powerlifting male than anything else.

 

TMW your phone tells you to go to sleep already by falling into your face.

 

TMW watching a livestream Q&A leads you to googling a news article about a Chinese woman who, on July 4th, was arrested and is now missing after she posted on Twitter a video of her splashing oil on a painting of the Chinese leader.

TMW you hope she knew what was doing, and suspect she is now thoroughly, completely and 100% screwed in every conceivable way. D:

 

That moment when you find out you were within an arm’s reach of a rattlesnake and didn’t realize it until a friend pointed it out to you afterward Guess I was pretty lucky this Friday the 13th.

 

That is a big heaping pile of nope!!

 

TMW You don't get something...and when you later work it out, you feel awkward because it was so simple!

This has never happened to me, obviously...*ahem*

 

TMW You hear a very strange noise that sounds like an elephant...but you conclude it must have been some type of vehicle...!?

 

Nope, it was an elephant

 

That moment when you hear--- I mean, hear--- that the teenaged boy next door has taken up the drums.

. . . Telling myself I'm not one of those writers who needs silence to work. Telling myself.

 

We had a downstairs neighbor who really hated his accordion. He tortured it every Saturday, usually starting around noon. It was... interesting.

So if you're thinking about retaliation, taking up the accordion is a pretty good option.

 

I could always go back to torturing playing the violin.

 

Oh, heavens.

Talk about messing with rattlesnakes!

 

TMW you are asked to dance sexy but...

 

Duly noted!

 

lol That's funny because I may be on the other side of this, except with guitar and not a teenager.

 

That moment in your WIP when the most powerful character in your story and possibly on the planet, The Warden of Hell, chooses to be a Bodyguard-Babysitter (there is a nanny as well) for the MC's 5-year-old son, as opposed to taking part in the petty squabbling of mortals (Aka War).

 

TMW You realise that your glasses look rather like someone else's!

@Cave Troll

 

TMW you hold a tiny memorial for your beloved drum set that is gone.
Still in mourning over giving that one up.

 

TMW.... on your way to work, you pull up behind a black Ford. Interested to see the make, you look for tags and one of them says police interceptor!!

And you know, and you know, you needed to get a picture of that! I stopped my recording and quickly took a pic! Sadly no busts

 

When I win the lottery, I will replace them for you!

 

Thanks Love.