I haven’t written a blog post for bloody ages. 7 months, to be precise. But I want to get back on it. I love writing.

In all honesty, I don’t know what this one is gonna be about. I suppose if I just keep typing, something will come out. Not necessarily anything interesting or of substance, but who cares? Not me!

I’m currently typing this up on my iPad. That’s right, I have an iPad. Oooh, check me out. I bought it last month and I love it. I always thought owning an iPad was an unattainable goal, something only rich people could have. But being in a permanent full-time job means I can actually treat myself. It’s a nice feeling.

Would you believe that my current job is actually my first permanent role? I’m 27 and I only got my first permanent job when I was 26. I’m not really trying to make any sort of deep point, just thinking out loud I suppose. While we’re on the topic, how ridiculous is the normalisation of work? We’re born (without choice or consent), then we have to hand over the limited time we have on earth and exchange it for money. To survive. And that bit of money we do get to put food in our stomachs and a roof over our heads just lines the pockets of the people at the top, with much more money than most of us peasants at the bottom will ever see.

It’s a rich man’s game, no matter what they call it, and you spend your life putting money in his wallet. Do you know which philosopher said that? Dolly Parton. And people say she’s just a big pair of tits.*

Anywho, when I started typing, I didn’t expect an anti-capitalism rant to happen, but what can you do? (I heard that in Nessa’s voice as I wrote it).

I complain about capitalism but I’m also unashamedly a consumerist whore. I want my cake and I want to eat it, so I will. I’ve practically got a whole new wardrobe over the last year, including 2 new coats. Do I have anywhere to wear these? No, I don’t. Unless you count Aldi, or Sainsbury’s when I’m feeling boujee. Although, why not? Why do we save our favourite clothes for fancy occasions? I had this thought when I was doing a spot of consumerist whoring (online shopping) a few months ago. That’s when I decided that I want EVERY outfit to be fancy. Not ballgown fancy. But ‘ooooh I feel so good in this outfit’ fancy. Because what am I waiting for? I want every outfit to make a statement. Goodbye boring clothes. Hellooo pink coat covered in strawberries. Yes, it’s as fabulous as it sounds. Look!

I’ve got long black curly hair and a pink coat with strawberries on

Oh and I recently purchased some hair curlers, and I love them! Yes they’ll probably damage my hair cos they’re very hot, and brushing the curls out at night is an absolutely nightmare, but I don’t care because I absolutely adore how it looks. And they were only £20! Proper bargain. It’s the Lee Stafford Chopstick Wand by the way, if you were wondering.

I had no idea what I was gonna write when I started this blog post, but it turns out I had quite a bit to ramble about. Nothing noteworthy, but something nonetheless. I’ve wanted to try writing a stream of consciousness for ages, and I think I’ve actually just done it without trying! Well, I know the whole point of writing a stream of consciousness is to not try, but I mean I didn’t set out to.

Well I think that’s all I’ve got to ramble about for now. Just thinking if there’s anything else before I finish. Hmm.

Oh, I’m trying a Keto diet starting tomorrow, to lose some weight I’ve put on over lockdown. I’ve never put on weight in my life, to the point I’ve actually been underweight my whole life. Now I have a belly so big I can’t see my feet, and so many chins my neck is slowly disappearing. Sooooo, time to get rid of that.

What else? I’m watching series 6 of Married at First Sight Australia and loving the drama. Even if it’s fake af, it’s entertaining. It’s improving my poor attempt at the Australian accent, and I’m even getting used to the way they say “how you going?”.

Oh and finally, some good news is that I had the first dose of my COVID vaccine last week. I had the Pfizer one and had no side effects, just a sore arm which was expected. Can’t wait to be fully vaccinated once I’ve had my second dose. Can’t WAIT to mingle with people again, go to the pub, go on holiday! I know it’ll be a while till everything is properly normal again, but it’ll be amazing when it is.

Anyway, enough of the ‘I’ve finished my ramblings but here’s an encore’. I’m actually done now. Hoping to keep up the blog posts regularly now, so (fingers crossed), speak soon! X

*well done if you get the reference. If not, it’s fine. Just know that I’m superior to you.

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