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desolatejunkie.bsky.social
Perpetual nuisance. Likes a proper ale. Once gained a 2:1 writing nonsense about my sex life. Angry and middle-aged.
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Just paid actual money to cry and talk shit for an hour.

Please can ladies' clothing manufacturers/designers take note that not all of us larger ladies are 6ft tall. Im going to have to take out shares in wonderweb. Also it's a fucking ballache that takes me an hour to do 😭

I don't bloody know. I've got things tomorrow.

Richard Osman is taking the piss by only half-leaving Pointless. "Oh, but I'll still do the prime-time celebrity episodes!" Fuck you. It's like me quitting my job and then saying "Ah, but I'll still come in if someone's bringing cakes for their birthday"

Trying to be quiet wearing baggy jeans, and hanging out with people I shouldn't, and listening to now 39 takes me back to 1998, which is very old apparently. Bloody kids.

My mates just done a quick tarot reading, and I dont know really understand. Does anyone have any ideas? Cards were queen of cups, magus, and prince of wands - it was the thoth tarot deck... if that helps. I shouldn't be messing with the yakult 🀣

I've been a bit feral this week 🀣

Oooh, is today the day?! Ah fuck it, nevernind.

There is no excuse for a selfie. It's that bloody dress again.

Where can I find a job that pays Β£50k a year for sleeping on the sofa? Him indoors is doing exactly thatπŸ‘€πŸ™„

This week, I have had 5 actual lager shandies and many zero beers. - much improvement. Slow and steady and all that. The ale belly is disappearing. Well, it was until I had a chinese late last night. I had been hankering after one all weekend, so I treated myself.

I'm going to eat toast. Might even go for 3 slices like a glutton

Just wrote a poem about woodworm. No I don't fucking know either πŸ€£πŸ€·β€β™€οΈ

At the not pub job (multi use venue) and I always feel a bit secret squirrel at certain bookings

Had a night on peroni 0 for darts, home and in bed now with cheesy crumpets, and a can of cbd fizzy nonsense. Rock n roll baby rock n roll.

Want me to bring the matching mouse, too?

Stopped drinking again. Booked a therapist.

What a marvellous autocorrect I have just done.

I have been at work since 11.30. I haven't seen a single customer. I also haven't done all the little cleaning jobs, but I did eat my delicious homemade lunch, which was a smoked salmon and cream cheese bagel with spinach and cucumber.

Ooh, him indoors is taking me out for tea. I shall order the most expensive thing on the menu because he's pissed me off this week.

I genuinely feel a short story coming on

I live in a nice part of town, but in a council flat. It sounds very council today, and it never usually does. Women shouting at barking dogs, men arguing etc. Plus they're trimming trees down by the river. Very very noisy. On my day off too πŸ™„

I have since discovered there was more to Petes phone call than bacon chilli jam AND gammon. What a drama. Poor lovely, Pete.

Who rings an ex colleague at midnight, just to tell them about their bacon chilli jam? If it was Natalie from the shoe shop, I'd be concerned. But it was pete from the old pub and he was great, a real live wire in the best sense.

Let's be clear on this, I'm still as dumb at 41 as I was when I was 25. Just got less responsibilities now.

I'm on my day off and still thinking about this.

I can imagine some of you would be thinking, 'Just order a new one and go when it arrives'. I can guarantee I won't want to go then.

It's my day off & I need to burn off some stress, so I thought I'd go for a swim for the first time in a while. Tried swimsuit on. it's too small, not a major issue, but I live in the world's most fat phobic shopping town and can not get a new one in my size without going online. Scrap that idea.

Ooh, only 40 minutes left of my 13-hour work day. The words 'go fuck yourself' have only been thought 99 billion times since 6pm.

Shift one over. Now, I have stopped for food before the next shift.