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Originally Posted by kinnikpasswordforgetter
that last sentence ran on wildly into inchoate tangents, was it a tribute to the mp3 i sent you?
darling people are similarily unkind to me and have been so all my life. back in my days of even worse poverty i too would shamble back and forth from tesco in a haze of narcosis and depression. it was my lifeline. each day i wished to simply lie in bed until i starved but some sick machination of my wanting flesh would carry me against my will to the holy temple of tescos to fuel my walking corpse for yet another tormented day.
darling hearing you speak like this makes me wish i could give up all my trolling and start writing romance novels.
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Believe it or not, it was pure coincidence. Tesco Metro is the closest supermarket to my door, which is handy when I run out of popcorn and sweets. I prefer Sainsbury's further down the road because it's so huge I can get lost in it staring at the cheese counter in a place that resembles a departure lounge.