**Explaining the intricacies of boy parts, and girl parts to little girls and little boys is a veritable MINEFIELD. Case in point, the explosive response to a few short lines in Lena Dunham’s book, Not That Kind of Girl. I’ve occasionally wondered how it’s possible to explain to the little people these mysterious, curious things, […]
If I gave birth to boys, I’m afraid that I would have to attempt to *beat seven shades of shithead out of them, from a very early age. FACT. Because it seems that, irrespective of your background, there is something in the nature, that overrides the nuture, that means they all become arseholes at some point. There […]
put paid to your ridiculous fantasy. In four short months I’ve slipped from feeling like someone of note in someone’s life, to a mild irritation. And there’s nothing quite like seeing the object of your affections, lapping up the somewhat undignified idol worship of two drunken (average looking) women, to fill you with revulsion and turn […]
“If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.” So I wonder what exactly it is that my subconscious is trying to tell me this week, or which is being translated and from where, with it’s string of bizarre and seemingly unrelated dream topics. In a previous post, I […]
…..and not the movie. Recollections are just surfacing of the super weird dream, I had in the nondescript place that hovers between sleep and consciousness, in those moments before waking. I was getting married, (in itself, bizarre but stick with me people), it was on the down low and it was in my home town […]
Be happy. That is all.
OK people, it’s about time this PANK pulled herself the Hell together, and dragged her crush-addled head right out of her arse……. All-consuming crush, on unrealistic target has distracted me long enough to interfere with my otherwise tidy and uncomplicated life (read; brain). Having today realised I may have f*cked up some travel plans, I’m […]
And get it quick! Otherwise I am going to self – combust/implode/explode/go on a murderous rampage; or more likely, die in a pool of my own vomit, *living in a shared flat, with no hope for the future, in the not too distant future. Thank the good Lord above/ Odin/Buddha/Aphrodite/Brahma/the Universe, for husbands and babies. If it […]
from men: Sab·bat·i·cal /səˈbætɪkəl/ Show Spelled [suh–bat-i-kuh] adjective 1. of or pertaining or appropriate to the sabbath. 2. ( lowercase ) of or pertaining to a sabbatical year. *3. ( lowercase ) bringing a period of rest. noun 4. ( lowercase ) sabbatical year. *5. ( lowercase ) any extended period of leave from one’s […]
For the second time in the last three months, I’ve been picked up in a tornado of unexpected, and marvellously spontaneous activity on a Friday night, and not seen the outside world until I landed heavily on the other side, this time on my way to work on Wednesday morning. Dark glasses an absolute necessity, […]
The Secret Diary of Anne Pank 