Tbf they could do a mcchicken, a standard beef burger, top it with bacon (and cheese, onions) - and that satisfies the 3 meats without adding new items to menu. Stick that lot in a Big Mac bun. Add a load of ketchup - out damn spot and all that.

And spite. Mostly spite. A PhD is an indicator of pure undiluted spite. Source: Me, (2021), PhD thesis dedications page

I’m one of these old farts that still buys music on CD - predominantly so that I have a hard copy that I can’t lose a password to. Also so I can listen to it all unlimited and offline. I haven’t bought new music in a year because extreme sad. I’ve just ordered TEN albums 😬🥰

Office politics are exhausting. Beyond exhausting.

Or I just flick IG stories and don’t hugely pay attention to them? It’s not that deep

Chronically online main-character syndrome for being called out after instigating a pile on on other disabled people. How disgusting.

Life outside of London suddenly looks sweeter 😜 It might be “grim up north” but our lack of public infrastructure has an advantage as it means we won’t get a bed bug infestation 🎉

As usual, it’s HR failings…

It is 3.25am. I am wide awake after falling asleep for a few hours having had a stressful day. So of course I’m in bed, playing games and eating a tub of Cadbury’s Roses in the dark. And if that’s not a sign of my current MH crisis - insomnia, messed up sleep, and stress eating…

Same shit as last night. Exhaustion, sleep at like 8pm or so, wide awake by midnight. It’s bloody terrible.

Last nights sleep: 8-11pm, 5.30-6.30am - woke up with a panic attack, pouring with sweat having been thrashing around in a nightmare. Delightful. I’m so sleep deprived.