An interesting day in prospect today. But first, see when you are going to cark it [courtesy of Scripting News]. My personal end day is in July 2042. If I was a morbid person this could prompt me to deep contemplation of my own mortality.
Luckily I’m very shallow, so lets move right along. Specifically to Ribs and Rumps for a large slab of beef and some lovely red wine tonight. We are taking the international man of tax out for a wild night in Manly, and dragging the Palmers along as well. Who knows, we may even end up at the Steyne for a refreshing beverage or two after dinner.
All I need to do is make it through a taxing day at work and my reward will be waiting for me. Marvellous.