Mostly lemon based

This has not been proofread, because I’m fucking tired. We got kittens. They’re a delight, but exhausting. Anyway, onwards. I’m not always very good at that. It’s a work in progress, not being an absolute shit to myself about me.…

I keep looking back. It’s really hard not to. I’ve entered 2025 which, outside the year when my dad died (then I got dumped, and then I fucked up my nursing course (not y’know, permanently, but I went from being…

I re-ripped all my CDs. Or I thought I did. And then I was looking through the old ‘mp3’ folder on my media server which contains disks which got ripped at some point between about 1999 and 2015 when I…

I’ve been reading a lot recently. Not just because I’m in the process of setting up a press; a sentence which when I say it or hear it sounds ludicrous. A dream I’ve had for much of my adult life.…

I’m on holiday, on vacation as my adopted country calls it, mostly a trip to visit home. A trip to see my mother who I deeply miss and who, because of our annoying similarities, drives me nuts. We normally head…

Huh. Well. I don’t often y’know, actually write stuff here because I’m too flipping busy. I’ve got so much social stuff going on and so little time to actually think about things that aren’t that, and work, and y’know being…

We have finally been to NYC. My wife had a conference to go to and so I tagged along because – well, why not use that not-any-more double occupancy on the hotel room? And why not take the opportunity of…

I had an unusual experience a couple of days back. One for which you need to know that as a very cis teenager who was very good at boy, I owned a girl’s school uniform. I went to the same…

The last few weeks have been rough. Rough in such a variety of different ways that I feel like my skin’s been ripped off by the coarsest sand paper. Like my inner core is bare and unprotected. Like I’m feeling…