I am sat here, credit card in hand, willing to give you money in exchange for the new store world, but I can’t pay for it. Why? Because your stupid system is effed up, no matter which browser I use. So I guess that’s one more customer lost.
So, today I met none other than Sherlock himself, Mr Benedict Cumberbatch. My heart is still palpitating.
Sidda’s prowess at pool and bowling were enough to lure this poor fool to her bed. Actually, it took her ages to get anywhere with anyone. She tried it on with nearly every eligible bachelor in HMF before meeting Karl Simon, apparently as desperate as our luckless founder.
So, no simming today, instead I went to see Merlin, Ron Weasley, Mr Bates and Q in a very sweary play. If only Hiddleston and/or a Winchester brother were in it too, then Tumblr would have broken for sure.