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Dad’s funeral tomorrow, despite the worry and apprehension I have written a tribute which I shall read at the service.

Shiubhail m’ Athair an-raoir.

Fois shìorraidh d’a anam.
Caidil gu math.

#Gaidhlig #Gaelic

Whilst I am aware that I possess a sense of humour akin to that paint that swallows everything 💦 up to whatever limit Calpol and Junior Disprin allow, I have entirely self selected to not even tangentially suggest to clinicians trialing the foie gras method to assist in getting my father to eat.

Might have located Patsy Stone.

Hospital visit, my Dad went to great lengths to actually spell out that the hospital is a dump, which gave us a laugh, there have been precious few.

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The people next door voted for the ‘leopards eating people’s faces and selling off the NHS’ party. 🗳️

I’m sure it’ll be fine …

I'm getting the sprouts on

Confucius say: they may be an outstanding shag, but if they are a complete narcissistic lying cunt to the very core of their being then it’s never ever worth it.

I am quite simply shocked, and I think that most if not everything was a complete lie.

I feel a little bit damaged by it all.

As I said last night, completely and utterly crazy, I asked for an explanation and it was immediately my problem and my fault and his Facebook account was immediately deactivated.

I actually believed I might have found something that after 50 I just stopped looking for, and all along I could have recruited in the state mental hospital.

Anyway, even if nobody ever reads this it’s been a place to scream into the void about how absolutely crazy this is, and tomorrow I will need to tackle it all completely head on at the source and then be badmouthed from here to Cockermouth, and wherever else suits.

I actually had to message someone I don’t know to tell them very briefly the situation and to please confirm that they are in fact not dead.

I did NOT have that on my 2024 bingo card.

This is currently a place specific people won’t see.

Somebody throw a brick at my head to stun me.

I’ve taken a sleeping pill and a Valium and they haven’t even made a dent.

I still have both kidneys and the alarm is on.

It is absolutely way beyond completely crazy and I have never experienced ANYTHING even remotely like this before.

I have in the last 90 minutes uncovered an absolute whopper of a lie and all down to Facebook suggesting a possible friend. My brain is absolutely fucking exploding. Someone I was getting close to, and who was an outstanding shag is either Walter Mitty or has Gay Munchausen’s or something.

I ordered a pizza due to apathy, the delivery driver was stunning with a wee blond beard, basement flooded.

It’s international coming out day.

So, for all the people who can’t because of oppression and violence:

Tada! 🏳️‍🌈

I’ve no answer to that.

I got new pillows so there’s a chance I might wake up paralysed from the neck down.

Picture of a cat lying inside a carrier bag.

Well one of the cats spent the afternoon in a carrier bag and is now using the bed she has previously shunned.

I’m home alone for two weeks from Monday, it’ll only be the cats forcing me to stay alive.

Dear Trans people,

We know how difficult it can be and how isolating it can feel but please try to remember that you are not alone, we are here with you, be strong, lean on us whenever you need, we care.

❤️