I have no valuable opinions to offer on the state of the world
BUT
Jenkins just thoroughly enjoyed his morning medication and has done some of the most beautiful poos you've ever seen.
More updates as we have them.
#TheMorningReport
- Jenkins has made a properly good recovery by the end of the day after being very upset first thing this morning.
- I practised piano and it's amazing watching things get easier every day.
- I tidied some more boxes away that have been sitting around for weeks now.
So I may not be making that gig... Maybe next time!
But I had that thought about Bill Bailey almost a year ago, immediately bought tickets, and that gig is fiiiinally coming round this weekend.
When you come across a new-to-you comedian who's on tour so you look up when they're at a venue close to you and it's IN TEN MINUTES
What was said: take a pew.
What I heard: take a pube.
Exciting news!
Just after 5pm, Jenkins started eating his breakfast! 💜
He also tried to eat the carpet which is exactly how he ended up at the vet in the first place (we assume)...
Yeeeeey!
🐇
God damn, I'm gonna end up drinking tea through a straw at this rate.
Wait. All this chocolate may be related to the tooth pain....
Nah!
Yesterday by the time I got to work in the morning I'd decided:
Jenkins needs to go to the vet.
I need to go to the dentist.
My car needs to go to the garage.
Well, Jenkins decided today that he desperately wanted some drugs and I got a message to say Spouse was taking him to the vet this morning. Cue a sudden rush home from work.
Now he's all drugged up (and he'll be fine. Possible gut stasis caught very, very early!) but my tooth fucking kills.
If my car could just get through to Christmas, I'd really appreciate it!
Glad I bought a shit ton of Christmas chocolate now...
In a weirdly pensive mood tonight. Like a melancholy I wasn't expecting.
It's not what I ordered but I'll take it.
I don't have big thoughts on this. But I feel like you're doing life right if what gives you life juice is something you do for the fuel, not so that you can stop doing it as soon as possible.
You're a lucky duck if you're able to do this and can afford to do this.
As a kid, I always wanted to be an actress.
As an adult, all my circles are filled with people who don't care what their job is as long as they make as much money as possible and can retire at 55 to go travelling and get a boat or something.
And it occurred to me that you don't meet many actors who are trying to get enough roles or be famous enough so they have enough money to stop acting and give it all up.
I was supping on a pint in the local last night when a man staggered up to me and conspiratorially tried to sell me an “antique conker”. I wasn’t falling for that old chestnut.
Saw a friend's Insta post that was a small bash to the head/heart, but then I went straight into my next therapy session and came out buzzing for my future.
I will do ALL the things. And find my tribe. And be amazing. Fuck yeah!
Feel like shit just want her back
We're going to have a soft and gentle morning today. That means tea, diary-writing in a blanket, and treats for Jenkins.
Speaking of which, his royal highness is clearly awake down there and awaiting release.
Let's do this.
Going for dinner later with the in-laws and their racist friends. It's going to be a very late dinner at a restaurant I've never been to before where the roads will be closed by the time we come home again.
You can probably tell how excited about this I am.
:pumpkin_pensive:
"I always just ask the monster"
Turns out the secret of getting round to the housework is knowing that family and other parents are turning up at various points today.