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My bra adventures in M&S. Accidentally giving one nipple a paper cut, squeezing a spot on the other, sitting with my boobs hanging out and then trying to give my unwanted bras to a male customer, NOT an employee.

The man who farted at me as he looked over his shoulder.

Going back to Tina’s yoga class. So happy she’s changed it up a bit.

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The walk from Mestia to Zhabeshi.

The meadows, the clouds, the views, the pigs, the quick river crossing in a car, the jumping nipples. All of it.The cute guesthouse with mad shower. It has buttons for lights and even a telephone.

Finishing an expert sudoku. With minimal accidental cheating.

Talking nipples with Adam. Good to know they’re on show today. I loved my outfit today. I felt very Adult Business Woman. Even with the nipples.

Shire crew group texts, trying to organise the wedding. Mainly just lols instead.

Stuart coming over. I really really wanted a hug. And he stroked my back.

All the white butterflies that are around right now. They’ve been fluttering past me for weeks and I keep forgetting that they are one of the things that make me smile. But they always do.

Feeling relaxed and horny in the park, sunbathing, with a nipple poking out my bikini to see what’s happening.

A little wander around the SGR shops and getting this new plant. Please don’t let me kill this one.

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Alec: ‘We’re going to get sooooo fucked up’
When you leave a job, everyone says nice things to you about how good are. And you can tell Directors where you think the project went wrong. And you can leave early and not care.
Nipple problems at work. But I looked damn fine today.