'just bear with me' It's only us who are waiting for something. Who does she think she is?
But can still spend 19 hours a day twatting about on Twitter.
Babe sameI thought that Note was a piss take!
Does a slower pace of life involve.....
"She's still available for commissions" Yea, so long as the price is right.
Also it costs quite a lot of money to move. At least a months rents and a months rent deposit, and deposits take ages to get back. It doesn't quite add up to me.Going back to Jack's poor credit rating. If it is true she moved house so often, then that can affect credit rating especially since it would mean constantly updating the electoral roll. A long lapse between jobs can also be a factor. But most likely of all is that she is so tit at handling her own money and has likely overdrawn her account or gotten furniture on a payment plan and failed to meet all the payments. She just can't help spunk her big advances on shite. It can tale 6 years in Scotland (not sure about England) for a negative entry on your credit file to drop off. Then you have a clean slate but you have to start from scratch building your credit rating. Jack, things that help are staying at the same address for a few years, having a credit card you pay off each month to show you can manage debt and having a regular income. Pro tip, stay with the same bank or building society to build up a good relationship and get benefits/discounts when it comes to applying for a mortgage. But I suppose all that isn't maverick enough for you.
So she has 12 hour sleeps, was tweeting at 10pm last night, but has to be up getting her son ready for 9. The timelines are failing to add up again.
Tweeting at midnight last night (6th)So she has 12 hour sleeps, was tweeting at 10pm last night, but has to be up getting her son ready for 9. The timelines are failing to add up again.
Even if she fell asleep immediately at 10 (doubtful she was looking at paper cuttings of herself) a 12 hour sleep would take us to .........Oh why bother. It is all a load of lies.
I.e I have no work on the horizon, need commissions
I have no words for this right now. I'll come back to it later but in the meantime I'll be doing this:
someone important? lockdown saviour? smol ickle pixie? Any/all of the previous?'just bear with me' It's only us who are waiting for something. Who does she think she is?
It's all those dino naps adding up, innit.So she has 12 hour sleeps, was tweeting at 10pm last night, but has to be up getting her son ready for 9. The timelines are failing to add up again.
Even if she fell asleep immediately at 10 (doubtful she was looking at paper cuttings of herself) a 12 hour sleep would take us to .........Oh why bother. It is all a load of lies.
She just can’t let anything go, can she? The poor squiggle had the audacity to suggest that one teensy, tiny aspect of her
@TurnedUpInTipp what does this say in English, please?Happy Nollaig na mBan.
Everyone should embrace this 'holiday!'
She does her 12 hours during the day, hence radio silence this morning 🥱Tweeting at midnight last night.
1am on the 5th.
3am on the 4th.
1am on the 2nd.
Oh my god, it’s pathetic. Here’s the thing: the good people of tattle have been following her pretty closely now for quite a while and me personally since, what, Edinburg time ish - and I can confidently state without any doubt in my mind, without any question, that she has not worked anything close to a 16 hour day in all that time. Not a bleeping chance. For the whole summer, all of it, she done duck all. I remember coming home from work day after day to read her moaning about how hard her life is from the comfort of her garden. And the big reveal that this is just ever more bollocks, is that because all through the summer when she was doing duck all she was saying exactly the same tit, only with different bleeping made up excuses - ‘mentally exhausted’, ‘stressed’ ‘finding myself again’ etc etc. So, is this 30% of capacity taken from the time in all of the summer when she was sunbathing all day and bleeping around in Twitter, or is it 30% of going for a Sunday stroll and collecting some shopping then talking as though she’d just climbed Everest? Or 30% of not meeting her book deadline?