LadyT220

@ladyt220.bsky.social

50% auntie, 50% llama

Brain. From where did you dredge up Queen's Scandal? I have not listened to it in so long I had to google what album it was even on. And yet you keep going *SCANDAL! bnah na dee dah* at random intervals. Still, better than 'Surrey with a fringe on top' which is what I had all Tuesday.

So guess I just booked myself onto a lino printing workshop at the town hall? It's on a Saturday. I had a whim and no self-restraint. I kinda' wanted to do the enamelling but those were soooper spendy. At least crimbo-themed-lino-printing was attainable. I've spent more on dumber things at least.

I made tacos last night, for the first time ever. (Yellow sticker taco shells, that's why) Not just white people tacos, mind, but GLEEFULLY MISPRONOUNCED English white people tacos. I am unashamed, cus they was tasty as fuck and I used the leftovers to make a salad for today's work lunch. So there.

Dear self: if you can't afford fence panels even though the motherfucking badger keeps punchilg holes through the old boards, you can't afford £130 on shoes you will neber wear. Pack it in.

Well, my dingled ankle is no longer really hurty but BOY by the end of the day is she THICK. Still, we'll take a non-hurting cankle over slender-but-ouch-as-fuck. It's probably progress.

Tfw you are already lying down but your body is like "Can we lie down now?" "But we are already lying down." "Yeah but can we, like... like down *further*?" "Further than horizontal?" "Like, maybe allow the couch to physically consume us like a bed of carnivorous moss?" Uhm. No...?

I am so. Goddamn. HUNGRY today. I have been anticipating my lunch with increasing urgency since about 10am. And now I have eaten it I could merrily and easily eat it all over again. 🍽 Ugh, I can tell today is a day I should have brought more snacks.

Got an itty bitty beef roatsing joint on yellow sticker and somehow it turned into 5 portions of pot roast and a big tub of soup. I feel like it grew in the slow cooker cause it really didn't feel like that much meat at the outset...

Tis Queen night on the Beeb, as it would have been Feddie's 80th birthday. Now imagine what he would have been able to create if today's HIV drugs had existed 40 yeats ago. So many of our students have no conscious idea that HIV was so catastrophically fatal up until very recently-

Did groceries, did garden shit, but the badgers have bashed in the fence so I have surrendered. Whatever. Dig a hole. No longer care. My beloved tequila sunrise carnation died in the drought anyway. Chaos will eventually consume us all.

I need to *do* things today and I DON'T WANT TO. I need to weed the garden now it's had some rain, and buy groceries, and find the Bean a bday present, and batch cook some work lunches, and the only thing I *want* to do is lie on the sofa and moan.

Fuck's. Sake. How are you paid more than me when I seem to be doing half your job for you? Or as m'collegue put it "He's still here then? Well, at least until you throw him out of a window..."

Overheard in the hallway. "If you listen closely, very faintly you can hear Miku behind Freddie Mercury." I don't even want to know what unholy bullshit mashup they are listening to. Nope. Hard pass.

I am so blisteringly tired today. I was blisteringly tired yesterday, too. Booking the swimmen for today in a fit of blind optimism may have been a mistake. 💀

Brunch date with the Wench this morning. At a massive toastie and drank a gallon of tea. Discovered on the way home the marketplace loos post-renno are now 50p instead of 20p. Boo, inflation! BUT they take contactless payment at last! Huzzah technology! Finally joined the 21st century.

I am getting That Coat cleaned. The one I bought nearly 15 years ago that never quite fitted and then VERY DEFINITELY didn't fit and that has been in the wardrobe for over a decade just in case. It is So Close to fitting. The buttons finally (and for the first time) do up, it's just still a bit snug