Thursday unenthused by bank holiday

Is there any doubt that SCHOFE would be a CRAP SHAG?
 
I have it on good authority that neither Phil or Holly have genitalia of any kind. Their manufacturers couldn’t risk any seepage or accidental erections which might interfere with their core directive of being as bland and inoffensive as modern technology allows.
 
Holly would be quite demanding, I reckon - no such thing as a quickie; she seems quite all or nothing. I imagine Phil would need a drink in him and would ruin your pillows.
 
Might have a glass of wine if i'm feeling cheeky

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- had a fight with my work colleague
- went to donate blood
- bought some gorgeous flowers (an easter broom shrub and simply glorious cut white persian buttercups)
- pruned my oleander, he's been plagued by the most stubborn bastard scales since i bought him):
- waiting for a guy to come to tune my piano - something i've been meaning to do for ages

what a day.
 
- went to donate blood

i really feel like alcohol and drugs now but i guess i should wait one more day.

there's a place here that tests for coronavirus (and antibodies) at 15 euros a pop. thinking of going tomorrow.
 
I’ve been RIGHT narky at work today. I don’t think my workmates have ever heard me say ‘cunt’ until I unleashed it fifteen times in a sentence earlier. Contrary to frequent hyperventilation on this chat lounge, I’m actually quite stoic and chilled out in real life, so it must have shocked them.

I don’t even know WHY I’m pissed off. In a way I think it’s anti-cabin fever, I’m seeing other people talking about how bored they are at home and thinking ‘that should have been me’.
 
i really feel like alcohol and drugs now but i guess i should wait one more day.

there's a place here that tests for coronavirus (and antibodies) at 15 euros a pop. thinking of going tomorrow.

WHY HAVEN'T WE GOT THIS YET FFS
 
I'm veering between the agitated and the gloomy - I had a rant about people who walk down the stairs eyes glued to their phones and then didn't say anything for about a hour. There's a resentment developing in here about being the unrecognised key workers of the piece. Usually stuff like that means nothing to me but the more I hear it and the more I walk in and out of the office seeing nary a soul apart from seagulls and miscreants, the more chance it has of taking root with me, I think.
 
Mrs. Indie is taking her cancerous father (in more ways than one) to the hospital today. Apparently social distancing doesn't seem to be in-vogue at Middlesborough hospital. Seems sensible.
 
I've had zero motivation this afternoon

Bring on the bank holiday :evil:
 
I'm not sunburned. But that first pink skin of the year is a little bit sore.
 
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- had a fight with my work colleague
- went to donate blood
- bought some gorgeous flowers (an easter broom shrub and simply glorious cut white persian buttercups)
- pruned my oleander, he's been plagued by the most stubborn bastard scales since i bought him):
- waiting for a guy to come to tune my piano - something i've been meaning to do for ages

what a day.

Very Mrs Dalloway :disco:
 
- had a fight with my work colleague
- went to donate blood
- bought some gorgeous flowers (an easter broom shrub and simply glorious cut white persian buttercups)
- pruned my oleander, he's been plagued by the most stubborn bastard scales since i bought him):
- waiting for a guy to come to tune my piano - something i've been meaning to do for ages

what a day.

these days always surprise me, you've done shitloads already and realize it's only midday

I've cleared out the attic, got the balcony ready for spring and making pizzas tonight. and THAT'S THAT for today
 
these days always surprise me, you've done shitloads already and realize it's only midday

I've cleared out the attic, got the balcony ready for spring and making pizzas tonight. and THAT'S THAT for today

nothing to sniff at.
dinner and a shower and i'm done for today.

leaving the windows for tomorrow. or never.
 
I pay for someone to do that! I may be lower middle class but I will have SOME luxuries, thank you
 
I pay for someone to do that! I may be lower middle class but I will have SOME luxuries, thank you

i've only paid for a cleaner once (in dubai, of course). i feel iffy about it - on one side, i hate the idea of someone cleaning up my manfilth, on the other it's a source of income for another person... i don't know i always struggle between feeling like a middle-class lazy pig and a job thief.

we used to have servants when i was very young and i hated it and i think it's scarred me for life.
 
and before anyone says anything it was the 80s in africa. i'm sadly not rich or noble :(
 
NOW 70S is live streaming the video to MORE MORE MORE by the ANDREA TRUE CONNECTION into my life quite unnecessarily often

The ROPEY OLD TROLLOP :disco:
 
Found somewhere that does beer deliveries and now slightly pissed before 7. Oh well
 
I was verbally abused by some drunk woman while minding my own business in the queue at the l grow Tesco . I had no clue who she was but apparently I interviewed her for a job years ago and didn’t give it to her and the least I could do would be to let her push in . I declined .

also quite sad about Legends in Brighton closing down in liquidation, I was only three the other week dancing to some SAW era Donna Summer
 
sad about Legends in Brighton closing down in liquidation, I was only three the other week dancing to some SAW era Donna Summer
I DID NOT KNOW THIS.

Sad! That was my favourite gay haunt. I used to live across the road from it.

I hope and presume it will be SNAPPED UP. Always busy.
 

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