#OnWednesdaysWe(Eventually)Write(Even Though It’s Technically Thursday Now) – “Shit Jobs”

I logged in to write this at 23:59 on Wednesday evening…so I STARTED this post on Wednesday technically, but with my aggressive ADHD combined with my borderline narcoleptic tendencies I’ll be lucky if I finish this before I pass out with all the lights on like I did on Monday night trying to solve the #R1EscapeRoom. I even made it onto the BBC website! Ignore the typo. If you don’t see it, then don’t worry about it. Anyway, yesterday/Tuesday (now) Greg James got out of the Escape Room and I could finally get on with my life. Unfortunately getting on with my life involved babysitting for a family that I swore I’d NEVER babysit for again because they have three kids and I babysat three times last week on top of my 40 hour/week job…two of the nights were Saturday and Sunday so needless to say, having had exactly zero days off in a week and a half has made me a bit tired. The kind of tired that makes me like I also babysat for this family I swore I wouldn’t babysit for again on Tuesday night. (What resolution and incredible resolve!) Yesterday afternoon I almost fell asleep at my [...] There's more...

“Can you not?!” #OnWednesdaysWeWrite

¡Hola! This week for #OnWednesdaysWeWrite I chose a very simple topic, which is… “Can you not?” Aka, anything that other people do that annoys you. Anything that makes you feel like Or   Or For me there are SO many things that I can’t EVEN about. A lot of which are just things that people are completely unaware that they’re doing… Like, can you not eat crips in a quiet room because it sounds like you’re eating in surround sound? Or…Can you not discredit One Direction’s music because their audience is primarily female? Because of the overwhelming amount of things that grind my gears, I decided to make this week’s prompt more succinct and today have just put statements with gifs. Here’s a couple more: Can you not cut your finger and/or toenails in front of me? Can you not mansplain everything to me? And so forth… I shall post a more elaborate post eventually, but for today this is what I’ve got.   Also, without further adieu…here is the most brilliant story I received last week from the “most interesting car journey” prompt via @LiaBarber on Twitter: (This story comes from Hungary where Uber does not operate) In 2014 [...] There's more...

🎶 Weekend Tunes 🎶

First things first…I made a playlist for everyone to listen to. You may do so on your own time, or while you read the rest of this post. As some of you may or may not know, I love music. That doesn’t make me special. I don’t know if I’ve ever met anyone who doesn’t like music. Like, “No, it’s just sounds and rhythm and WRONG.” Kind of a universal. However, I don’t think people realise how avidly I love music. To the point where while I was working some corporate bullshit job in Canary Wharf I was also working for free for an indie radio station in East London…or trying to, at least. I went to a few festivals and brewery openings to write about them for the station in the hopes of eventually transitioning into some kind of on-air position, be it producer or DJ or anything that let me be like, “Hey here’s some cool music I like and you should listen to it.” But alas I moved to California where I thought, “Surely there will be plenty of radio stations that I’d want to work for right?” Wrong. Almost everything here is owned by CBS and [...] There's more...

#OnWednesdaysWeWrite – Journeys

As decided yesterday by Kat on Twitter, the writing prompt for this week is, “Write about one of your strangest Uber rides”…However, I’ve extended it to writing about any car journey in general. I myself am going to stick to the original prompt (well…sort of….) so, without further adieu here is my first #OnWednesdaysWeWrite post. When I moved to Los Angeles I was inundated with the unsolicited opinion that I would HAVE to get a car. Which to me sounded like, “yOu cAN’t SuRviVe in lA wIthOuT a cAr” Everyone told me that public transportation was rubbish here, which is true. I once got on the metro and saw a tramp asleep across three seats with his trousers around his ankles and his arse hanging out. Needless to say I got off the train and walked straight out of the station. I don’t blame that man…he has to sleep somewhere, and there is a distinct lack of support for homeless people in this city, so I do feel for him. But a confined space underground with a half naked man who smelled like he hadn’t showered in a month was not how I wanted to start my morning. I did momentarily think [...] There's more...