omelette quick fix back home. coming from London, where you pay over the odds for a single fucking free range egg or decent bacon, having +++++ quality food making of which was refined over the generations by family businesses and bought locally for nothing really makes you wonder what the fuck. it’s not even called ‘organic’ here, it’s ‘normal’.

totally coincidentally, bro slapped this modest 1000pcs in my face. made for a good catch-up.

Chris King

days when I still can’t quite make my mind whether working in this place is just cool or also annoying

like seriously guys, over 4 hundred notes in 5 days, and the other one did not get a single one. 

it also has feelings you know

thames, overlooking the City