Been feeling in a ranty mood today. Everything that I could have put on here I ended up putting on Twitter instead.
Like my frustration at Amazon making the earliest delivery day for Prime items at the moment Tuesday. What’s happened to Sunday deliveries? Or Monday ones? What’s the point of having a Prime membership if “Next Day Delivery” isn’t actually next day?
Then there’s hearing about the so called “fitness blogger” who spouted her ill informed opinion that diseases like cancer are “the body trying to save you”. What the hell is up with these young girls who don’t have a medical or science qualification between them, who suddenly think they’re health experts? The ones who tout all that “clean living”, “plant based” BS who often pose for photos wearing a crop top exposing their (too) flat tummy and holding a beaker of what looks like a rather toxic green pile of sick that they’re about to drink.
And let’s not mention Rak-Su ruining Sweet Female Attitude on X Factor.
Apologies for not posting yesterday. This was down to me doing stuff in the afternoon and not getting back until later in the evening and too late to post anything. Not that I had much to say really, apart from getting further caught up in Animal Crossing Pocket Camp and doing some grown up things.
Oh and this little chap came today as well all the way from Finland.
I did have an idea for today’s entry, then I downloaded Animal Crossing Pocket Camp onto my iPhone. Yes it’s the Animal Crossing finally getting a smartphone version. I honestly think I am going to waste a few important hours of my life on this game. Kind of like when I played Animal Crossing New Leaf for the first time. I like that there are a few familiar faces in the game, like Isabelle (who is adorable as ever) and Rosie, who was always one of my favourites when she lived in my AC town. Now all I need is for Sheldon the jock squirrel to turn up at some point because he was my all time favourite character. Yes I know I’m a bit sad but I don’t really care.
I hate Mondays.
I hate how the mornings are so dark when I wake up.
I hate how the evenings are even darker when I come home from work.
I hate how this time of year makes me feel even more tired than at any other time.
I hate how the feeling that I’ve failed at something again.
Today I got another “what do you want for Christmas?” text. I still have no idea what I want. Well, there is something that I would like, but I’m pretty sure that neither they or anyone else could get it for me. Sometimes you find out that there are things in life you have to go and get yourself. People can help you, but it’s down to you if you want it that much (I know I am venturing pretty close to “inspirational quote BS” territory here. Forgive me).
Mind you, I don’t see why I should be so quick to hit back with a present idea for myself when a reply consisting of “what would you like?” gets a “I dunno really” in return. But it’s fine. We all know it gets harder as we get older and find ourselves earning money that we can just as easily spend on ourselves as anyone else we know.
Random thought of the day:
Katie Melua once sang that there are nine million bicycles in Beijing.
Nine Million Bicycles was released in 2005. Therefore there’s probably a few million more bicycles in Beijing then there was twelve years ago.
(I know but it was the first thing that I came up with for a blog post. At least I managed to get it in before midnight).
It’s 11:25pm as I type this. I should have posted earlier but I’ve been feeling pretty spaced out since the afternoon. Someone on my street had people doing their house up – think they were having new windows or something – and they were using an adhesive or something similar that had an extremely strong smell. So strong that it was lingering in the street hours later. To cut a long story short, the smell of things used in DIY gives me migraines.That’s why you won’t get me painting any walls unless you provide me with a very good gas mask. Just walking past the house on my way home for lunch and back to work was enough to make me feel ill. But enough about that.