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Peoples' lack of integrity is why you won't hear a peep from me at 'reunions'.

Hate that. :(
And its such a vicious cycle of them getting away with it and never having to face the music. Ever.

My spring mission is to salvage dandelions from where they will be destroyed.

When people tell me they haven't read or seen Madol Duwa I judge them. There's really nothing worse you could say to me.

In typical Monday fashion, two hours into the work day and I already have two large fires to put out and at least five other mini-fires to deal with. Please give me strength.

Uhh.. this feels like mild aggression to me!
Also a clear indication of her own stupidity? Ugh, sorry you had to experience this.

some of you are looksmaxxing when you need to be booksmaxxing

Unfollowed + removed a girl from my IG, because a) I don't know her personally, b) I am not interested in her updates (I mean this kindly).

Yet she repeatedly resends follow requests; I've counted more than 5 times since last year. Sweet child - please take a hint? :(

This is the tech that will get me excited

Last weekend, my husband and I went antique-hunting/thrift-shopping (?). We came back with some beautifully unique artwork, had some take-out ramen and overall it was such a 10/10 day? I love the simple things. Why can't life be more of this and less about deadlines?

was depressed over the weekend and was worried I was becoming sentimental in my old age but it was just the goddamn hormones. Not for nothing but I would consider a consciousness transfer to a robot body IF they ensure I can kill the robotself when I feel like it.

Add to this: Being trained in diplomatic relations, and working in a sector where neutrality is a set requirement..

Sucks x 10.

Finished a book which I truly enjoyed because I am sucker for over-the-top prose and descriptive writing, but also loathed because the protagonist was an emotional brat. Found a critique about the book calling it perfect for Fleabag and Sally Rooney fans, and y'know what?

TRUE.

HATE THAT FOR ME.

After having asked 4-5 male technical experts about whether they can do the alteration (remove a high collar), taking into account that yes, a suit and a dress are very different, but also maintaining the fact that if you can sew, you can *sew*, my takeaway is... men ain't shit. Thanks.

Was on the cusp of giving up, when I finally found a woman-owned store. Was introduced to a small, grey-haired seamstress in a leopard print shirt. Told her what I wanted. She cut the collar off, marked the new neckline - no hesitation. 'You want it deeper?' she asked.

Y-y-yes ma'am. 😶

Went to several tailors, purveyors of fine suits, long-serving men of their craft, to alter a neckline of a dress. Everyone doubted/feared the cotton-poly material; said that they don't 'do that', their machines won't work on it and they've had bad experiences altering anything that wasn't a suit.

Been thinking a lot about social media usage and its purpose in my life. Won't be partaking in the 'analogue challenges' ravaging the internet rn, because trends make me suspicious and I'm convinced this is an attempt to keep people uninformed, but I do want to control what I share/say more.

Tired of 'reviewing' texts generated using ChatGPT and the like.

When you start treating them the same way they treat you.. they suddenly can't handle it. Pfft.

Three sets of friends (not in the same group) have shared *GOOD NEWS* with me today: one is about a cat, the other is about a baby and the last one is about a new job. I have been quietly sniffling at work out of PURE JOY. I love seeing my friends do well in life. Warms the cockles of my heart!

Do you think average, non-famous people who paid for a blue tick on The Other Site feel stupid about what they've done?

I did my first 4k over the weekend, and it was great! :)

Ugh fucking hell.

Using my screen-break to list out the books I want to add to my Kindle. :')

Any time I meet someone outside my regular circles, I invariably end up meeting the biggest pick-me I've had the misfortune to spend time with, at which point I am consistently reminded of how my closest girl friends are such strong, self-sufficient, confident women. Grateful to have them.

The 'Love Stoned' interlude gets me every. single. time.

Spoke too soon.

Update:

Happy to report that, a) no fat-shaming, but b) my neighbour semi-skinny-shamed me, "Don't get any smaller than this."

Most importantly, primarily because I maintained a healthy workout/diet programme, the gluttonous Christmas gorging/drinking did not result in major weight-gain! :)

Update on annual leave:

Laid down with a book and a cocktail, but not for very long and not as often as I hoped for. :')

But I also spent wonderfully ample amounts of time with my friends/family - which was so so lovely. ♥️