Going to Memphis for the weekend. I spent an obscene amount of money on tickets for Graceland... I'm not even a big Elvis fan, and Prabh doesn't know who he is at all. But I figured if I was there, we should go.

Yesterday I met a wallaby called Marshmallow. We went to the “aquarium” but they had a lot of non-aquatic animals. It was the best day of my life, I think.

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I just tried to kiss my dog and she gave me a headbutt in the lip. Now I have a bruised lip. It's usually the pit bull that headbutts for affection. I am both shocked and surprised.

My mum just found our poor sweet cat dead and flat on our road. She was already so old and had been through so much the last two years (she was my aunt’s cat, who died last year and we adopted the cat) and this is how she meets her end. Poor Daisy.

Watching my boyfriend help his 6YO niece with her maths homework is bringing back bad memories of my parents trying. To help me haha.

I can smell burning... either someone burnt the chai or the wood burner's exploded.

Joke to be us that we only realised at 4:45pm that the time change happened today. Welp.

The only good thing about having a mouse infestation is I’ve learned the Punjabi words for mouse and rat.

It’s 4am and I just woke up to the sound of (luckily, faint) gunshot pops. Four and then three. Denver has a lot of shootings but we don’t even live anywhere near downtown. America is fab.

It’s only the third day of Colorado snow and I’ve already slipped on the ice sheet outside the front door and landed right on my back (while carrying the Japanese takeaway).

Holy fuck seeing photos of the tornado damage in Clarksville is heartbreaking. We had a bad storm living there years ago that saw a tree land on our roof and no electricity for 3 days. Today looks so, so much worse (and near where our house was too)

Really just not enjoying life lately. I’ll be 31 in three months and feel like I haven’t progressed any further than when I was 16. Failure in all directions and poor as absolute fucking shit.

God I literally just hate Christmas Day so much haha

Dads will be like, “we didn’t have autism in my day” and then open up the turkey graph

Anyone selling a You Me At Six ticket for the Bristol show on Feb 11th? Let me know. YMAS.