Drunk, I pressed the lots of chicken button, and lots of chicken arrived. Got to love the Just Eat app 😋

The furry alarm clock strikes again

Are you even a poet if you don’t randomly write something immensely personal on a Sunday morning, paste it into the “New Post” box, edit the shit out of it for half an hour, and then hit cancel because you just don’t have the vulnerability today?

4am and I’m wide awake. No room on the sleep servers again, I guess

Do you like Kipling, Miss Scarlett?

Huge if true

Not that I’m not insanely pleased to have Severance back on our screens. But we really deserved a double episode premiere 👨🏻‍💻

Exciting parcel received today 🤩

I wonder if you can guess what set this is

Running late?
Straight up don’t want to go?

Here’s a picture of the inside of a “broken down” train

You’re welcome ☺️

Double Traitors tonight!
(For me. Because I missed it last night. Sorry for getting your hopes up)

In these dark times, I just want to remind you that R. L. Stine is still there for us

I may have had a visit from the body dysmorphia fairy last night. Woken up feeling like I just don’t ever want to leave the house again because I’m too disgusting. And yet, I’ve also had a hot cross bun for breakfast, resigning myself to my fate

This was because of one comment yesterday. I hate it

I’ve been trying to paper journal this year, and spend a bit less time in front of screens of all sizes. At just four words long, this remains my favourite entry to date

For me, it’s not about separating the art from the artist at the moment. It’s about how seeing his name on my bookshelf is making me feel angry, and physically ill

The most batshit part of #Longlegs is how much of Nic Cage’s dialogue works perfectly as an Alan Partridge quote

Going on an organised walk today as part of my #moveformind adventure. A 10am start seemed fine on paper, but now we’re here…well, you know the rest 🤦🏻‍♂️

One of my favourite bands have covered one of my favourite songs! How did I not know this 🤩

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Therapy day today. First of 2025

It’s not until this afternoon but my brain has woken up READY! It’s been a weird festive period so I’m hoping we can start processing some of the feelings of shame and failure I feel about it

Other plans today: catch up on last night’s Traitors. No spoilers pls ❤️

❌ Own house
❌ Own car
✅ Own hot water bottle, and knows to pre heat the bed for half an hour while he tidys the kitchen and loads the dishwasher