Saturday has another five hours

It's the worst smell I've ever smelt and that's the truth! Even now I can still remember the smell clearly and it still makes me shudder. Think of a dead rat that's spent several days travelling down the acidic inside of a snake, breaking down and festering as it goes and then it's squirted out the other end as a pile of brown stinking vile sludge. If she did it early in the morning before I got out of bed I could smell it before I left the bedroom and would be retching by the time I got to the bottom of the stairs.

My mate got well into snakes and ended up turning his spare bedroom into a fucking zoo practically. His house STUNK of snake piss and shit and it was horrible. One bit his eye and he ended up getting rid.
 
Got a right bum face on. Dont think i’ve ever felt so lonely in a house full of people and that then makes me feel selfish. Pft.

It’s ok to not be ok BLAH BLAH BLAH. I’m suffering with this at the moment- I’m miserable and it feels hopeless. But hen I feel guilty as I’m healthy and I’ve not really suffered like others do. I keep on having to remind myself it’s ok to feel the way that I do.
 
It’s ok to not be ok BLAH BLAH BLAH. I’m suffering with this at the moment- I’m miserable and it feels hopeless. But hen I feel guilty as I’m healthy and I’ve not really suffered like others do. I keep on having to remind myself it’s ok to feel the way that I do.
I get frustrated when I say something to someone about feeling a bit fed up, like yesterday we should have been going on holiday. And I was sad. And I get that I'm so much luckier than a lot of people and I'm grateful I'm safe. But I don't need people saying "cheer up, could be worse" etc etc.

Sometimes it should be ok just to wallow and feel a bit sad about everything that's going on and everything you're missing
 
I'm having chinese for tea! My favourite chinese has reopened! Praise the baby Jebus!

They must be busy because usually I ring and she says it'll be ready to pick up in fifteen minutes, today it's an hour.
 
It’s ok to not be ok BLAH BLAH BLAH. I’m suffering with this at the moment- I’m miserable and it feels hopeless. But hen I feel guilty as I’m healthy and I’ve not really suffered like others do. I keep on having to remind myself it’s ok to feel the way that I do.

I had some ket and whiskey and danced to my mates live stream and then I felt great again. But then we ordered a chinese and it got CANCELLED and now I’m just fucking ANGRY!
 
I'm having chinese for tea! My favourite chinese has reopened! Praise the baby Jebus!

They must be busy because usually I ring and she says it'll be ready to pick up in fifteen minutes, today it's an hour.

OK NOW I’M FUMING
 
Actually you deserve a chinese so I’m happy again
 
I suppose one small advantage of paying a fucking fortune to live in a city without being able to take advantage of any of its facilities IS that there is fuckloads to choose from on Deliveroo.
 
I suppose one small advantage of paying a fucking fortune to live in a city without being able to take advantage of any of its facilities IS that there is fuckloads to choose from on Deliveroo.

We have fuckloads too, but I wanted a dutty chinese
 
Is this a safe space?

Only I'd just like to say I don't have a fucking clue what A Song For Moopy or Kalavision is about.

I’ve entered it and I’m still not sure
 
You have to choose a singer who has some association with the country. Some might turn out to be a bit tenuous so I’m expecting SCRAPS
 
Oh right, that makes sense at least. Although potentially way too much effort to be honest.
 
Well quite. Entering felt like a good idea at the time but the Diazepam’s kicked in now :side-eye:

Might choose something completely unlistenable so I get kicked out of the semi :disco:
 
Arrived at the chinese to find 18 other people standing around at the front (all socially-distanced) along with the two delivery driver lads. Stood and chatted to them for ten minutes then asked the woman "in front" of me whether they were bingo-calling the food when it's ready and she said they weren't and I had to go in and tell them I was here. Went in and waited at the counter for another twenty minutes because there's only the usual girl behind the counter and the phone was ringing constantly so she kept bloody answering it. Anyway I paid my money and she handed me my bag of food (it's my usual order so she knows it's mine) and I walked out to a chorus of tutting because everybody else had been there way longer than I had. As I walked back to the car one bloke was complaining loudly how he'd been waiting for an hour and three quarters now and it wasn't fucking on "Am barnt* kick off in a minute!".

On my drive down to the chinese I go past at least twelve takeaways on the main road and all of them were shut.



*Boltonian word for about to, it's a mashup of bound to
 
And in Deliveroo news, Jose is almost here with the black daal I was suddenly craving for no apparent reason :disco:
 
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Also IN PLUS my link to my country is so tenuous I might get kicked out anyway :disco:

:disco: Oh just say that you have it on good authority that the artist once had a Deliveroo brought to their house by someone from that country. NO ONE WILL NOTICE!
 
Deliveroo

Greek
Indian
Pizza
Gelato

Uber Eats

Pizza
Turkish
Greek
Fried chicken

and that's IT
 
I didn’t realise LONDIS delivered through those apps, though :o

This opens a WHOLE NEW WORLD of DELICIOUS SNACKING OPPORTUNITIES! :disco:
 
Other loungers (@Kate now confirmed obviously :disco:) are of course welcome to join in the fun with the exciting ZU-PHONE anti-listenability competition but please note that we’ll win or rather @octophone will, not that I don’t have deliciously competitive and highly unsuitable goods lined up in my disco handbag :disco:
 
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