Sheila Blige
@baoluo20.bsky.social
Chef, chorister, homosexual, husband, dog dad, immigrant. He/him. Mostly wholesome content. Mostly. 📍 Ngunnawal Country (Canberra)
I had to move seats on my flight home because the man next to spread out into my seat very deliberately and then the two women behind me screeched at each other the entire two hours. I was, however, entertained when they got to the part of their story when someone was kicked in the face by a horse.
For those playing along I didn’t watch either. Instead I made a chocolate cake with a chocolate ganache, drank a bottle of Chardonnay, doom scrolled then went to bed
Shall I watch Parasite (again) or The Substance (for the first time)?
My dog is going to get run over. He went crazy at a busy intersection and the lead slipped out of my hands and he ran and ran and ran and there was nothing I could do to get him back. It was just luck that he stopped close enough for a second so I could stand on the lead.
Shall I watch Parasite (again) or The Substance (for the first time)?
Someone at the gym is listening to talk radio on their phone without headphones. It’s loud enough to cut through my music. I want to drop a dumbbell on their screen.
Did I go home and do a run in the sun this lunchtime? Why yes, yes I did
Off to work. I would be extremely good at life if I had a private income. But no, I had to marry for love 😩
I let him snuggle even though he chewed and destroyed my gym shoes because remember that Satan was also an angel
So a gay clothing company reached out on Instagram to say they wanted to give me a promo code to wear their clothes and post about it. I said I was flattered but not sure I was the right person they were looking for. They said they loved my look yada yada yada. Talk about a confidence boost.
Another Monday, another opportunity to lie to myself about locking in
Body brought to you by Jamie Oliver’s Earl Grey tea loaf and Wensleydale cheese