Making Working Out Work Out ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’ช

Back in 2020, when the scamdemic officially started, I received a message advising me that my gym was to shut down – indefinitely. As soon as I read this, the wrong kind of athletics started kicking in : the anxiety marathon. Why? Well, to me the gym is the ultimate therapy, not only does it make my mind sharper than a Karen’s inverted bob haircut, … Continue reading Making Working Out Work Out ๐Ÿ‹๏ธโ€โ™€๏ธ๐Ÿ’ช

Smell The Coffee, The Flowers and The Crazy โ˜•๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ฉ

… are all things that I did yesterday! Despite the Borisesque weather (read: unstable, flip floppy and unreliable), a friend and I decided to meet by the river for an overdue catch up. Our catch ups are amazing because we are both aligned on how we view the world, which means that we usually end up having hours long esoteric discussions. After three hours spent … Continue reading Smell The Coffee, The Flowers and The Crazy โ˜•๐Ÿ’๐Ÿ’ฉ

Feeling Batshit and Getting My Bat Out ๐Ÿฆ‡๐ŸฅŠ

This week, I have eased off a bit on reading about the dumpster fire that some call “the new normal“. I find myself getting deeply enraged about what I read and see, and can recognise that it is not a healthy place to be (the gym is a much better place). It doesn’t help that I have been watching martial arts movies night after night, … Continue reading Feeling Batshit and Getting My Bat Out ๐Ÿฆ‡๐ŸฅŠ

Eleganza Lethargica ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ’ƒ

My sleeping patterns have become as deranged as Boris’ hair; and in turn, I have become as lethargic as the comatose people addicted to the BBC’s fearful programming. Still, there is solace to be found in being able to dress up … for a dressing down? A brain which is chemically engineered towards depression like mine doesn’t fare well at all with lack of sleep. … Continue reading Eleganza Lethargica ๐Ÿ˜ด๐Ÿ’ƒ

I Am from The Hood … ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿ”ฎ

And I cannot wait to change neighborhood! Between the extortionate rent I am paying for a non-existent city life, and the attempts at emotional extortion from my craplord – I have had enough, Donna Summers style. This week, this mumbling idiot had the audacity to send me an email asking me to lie to the loss adjusters who are due to come to the flat … Continue reading I Am from The Hood … ๐Ÿง™๐Ÿ”ฎ

My London Beach Holidays : ๐Ÿ–•U Boris

The year is 2021 and the UK’s blonde himbo version of Mussolini has declared that holidays for the working class are illegal. Of course, these rules do not apply to the antediluvian incestuous geriatric vermin known as the royal family. Souvlaki cravings must be met at all costs (including those oh so pesky carbon emissions the masses get guilted about constantly), and thus a trip … Continue reading My London Beach Holidays : ๐Ÿ–•U Boris

Live & Let Live ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ

Yep, I have not written for a while … This is due to the utter monotony I have let myself get into – a monotony which is paradoxically on steroids, thanks to the illegal lockdown currently in place in the UK. This is not to say that I have not been practicing what I preach; ie always do something worthwhile each day – only that … Continue reading Live & Let Live ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ™‹โ€โ™€๏ธ

Bullet for my Valentine Timeline ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“

Valentine’s Day 2021 was a ยฃ20 M&S meal deal, some Lindor chocolate, a gorgeous bouquet of flowers and tons of Rupaul Drag Race. Little things are big to me, so this was a lovely way of indulging. Sure, I could hear my good sis MyfitnessPal screeching about the excess calories every time I’d input a new food item on the app, but I have been … Continue reading Bullet for my Valentine Timeline ๐Ÿ’“๐Ÿ’“

Mood : The Cartoonish Life ๐Ÿคก

It is early 2021 and life has become something of a cartoon. The Vaccine Villainsโ„ข  are currently running wild and are still fidgeting numbers to scare the masses. Yes, any death for any reason within 28 days of a covid test is still recorded as a covid death. So, you could have caught this flu, been ran over by a bus driven by Keanu Reeves, … Continue reading Mood : The Cartoonish Life ๐Ÿคก