I'm trapped in some sort of horrific time loop where I got to the chemist for my meds every day and every day they tell me to come back tomorrow.

The chemist now has a prescription in my actual name, but they don't actually have the medication in stock and have said it will either be there tomorrow or maybe never because they may or may not be a manufacturing issue. This is all really great and fine.

I have submitted my tax form, but only because I was putting off the inevitable nightmare of sorting out my prescription!

I'm really tired today for some reason.

Having a particularly shit time with my health right now, but at least signing up for the NHS Wales app hasn't completely screwed up my medical records so my prescriptions are in a name I haven't used for 25 years leaving me without essential meds. Oh no wait... that has happened!

Getting really distracted reading a book which is meant to be from the perspective of an older woman, but is clearly written by a middle-aged man, as he keeps going on about how lithe the other women characters are and how low cut or figure hugging their outfits are.

Fully leaning into my persona with this jumper.

There is a touring production of Midsomer Murders: The Killings at Badger's Drift starring Daniel Casey (who played Troy in the series) as Barnaby and I have never booked tickets for anything so fast.

My new goal for 2026 is finding a pair of comfortable jeans or trousers that actually fit me.

Earlier today some adults/teachers walked a large pack of small children down my street, and they all spotted Sherlock in the window and screamed and waved with excitement. Now she's just sitting there waiting for all her fans to return.

I have constructed a frankly ridiculously large lasagne for two people (past its best banana for scale).

Still feel terrible, but I'm going to make a soothing lasagne and then everything will be okay.

One day I will be as cool as she is.

Announcing that I am particularly unwell right now to the world, so nobody expects anything from me.

I've had to put my cat Mycroft on a diet so he doesn't die or explode or whatever. I can currently hear him trying to tear the house apart behind me in a lack of Dreamies induced rage.

The weather warning graphics software I've written in work has got a function to make sure we don't have overlapping labels and it's getting a real workout today.

Limmy's world in the Christmas 2000AD issue!

Taking down the festive decorations is going well.

My plan to get really good at chess by playing it every day is going really well, apart from the fact that I seem to be getting worse.

My commitment to only reading great literature this year is off to a flying start.

Love making elaborate plans for what to do the next day over the holidays, then sleeping in and ultimately deciding to just sit around all day doing fuckall and eating chocolate. It's like a nice little gift to yourself.

Breaking news:

For 2026 I'm just gonna carry on being cool and nice and doing whatever the fuck I want.

Spending my new years eve playing chess and working out mutual aid budgets, like the baby Jesus intended.

doing my final stream for what i'm deeming the best year of my life probably who knows, anyway come say bye to me www.twitch.tv/themacaronip... byebye badtv for 2025

Printing essential documents.

Thank you to the resident cat entertainer @renduh.bsky.social for distracting them for a brief moment.

Some topical humour from Watson.

Happy 5th birthday to the legends that are Sherlock and Watson!

I just noticed the packaging on another gift from my mum.

The best gift I got this Christmas is this weird canvas displaying a box of festive chocolates which my mum accidentally bought for me thinking she was buying a real box of chocolates.

Festive Totoro

My mentions are still being haunted by this shit.

Merry Christmas to all my fans and haters!

Me on chess dot com. www.youtube.com/watch?v=M3cd...

And Tiny Tim, who did not die, because

They just look slick all day.

Had a very fun time doing an 80s murder mystery for @bigtaffman.bsky.social's birthday!

Some absolute bastard has put a overflowing bag full of meat and lettuce on top of our general waste bin so it won't even shut and there are 5 days before bin day... and it's the most rubbish filled week of the year.

I ordered Adam some Hammer Horror fridge magnets for Christmas. They just turned up, and they have sent me ones with fucking Bovril and Cornflakes on instead.

Feeling terrible and there is only one known cure.

I always regret getting into this bird feeding bullshit when winter comes around and it's constantly pissing down. I can't let my little friends down though.

I've decided to get really good at chess, which unfortunately requires me to be really bad at chess for ages first.

Wow

Watson and Sherlock have just decided to do this all day. Great choice.

I slightly stood on my cat Sherlock because she was sleeping in a weird place and even tough she is perfectly fine and doesn't even seem upset about it I feel like an actual monster.

Comfort viewing. Cat optional.

I'm really tired, in a horribly grumpy mood, and I am going shopping for Christmas crap later. Good times.