Blarp. This is a very odd day with so many strange emails. I genuinely cannot wait for the weekend, though it may include an emergency visit to Bean who is seriously, seriously struggling. Very worried about him.
Art Nouveau is when stuff looks like it was made by Elves. Art Deco is when stuff looks like it was made by Dwarves.
Bug stopped a bike theft yesterday by boldly being Bug and walking up to 2 scary looking dudes and whipping her phone out. Bug is disappointed she did not get the chance to be more Bug like at them due to them bolting off. The delivery man whose bike it was, was very thankful. Fierce Bug, proud Mom
I hate covid. That is all. *coughs up lung
Poor Bean has had yet another :( day after an IKEA gift card for £50, which he won on freshers week, was declined due to him scratching the code too much. He had really pinned a lot of joy on that card, now he has lost it. Consoled himself with some meatballs. Poor Bean :(
SiL getting angry as lawyers taking too long (in her words) to wrap up my aunts estate. Pissing me off. They were only included 3 months before her death, and now they are greedy for pennies as they are in serious debt of their own making. Aunts memory deserves better than this :(
When you live in a plague house and everyones wet coughing makes you inclined to murder.
