Gaia, Goblin Quing
@gaiagoblin.bsky.social
Terrible Princess, generally disgusting, apart from when I’m asleep, you’d have to ask someone else about that.
I'm probably being sarcastic. I might have misunderstood. No, it's sarcasm. Proper twat.
I'm probably being sarcastic. I might have misunderstood. No, it's sarcasm. Proper twat.
Get me, remembering the password after not logging in for ten billion years.
Still alive.
Still alive.
November 7, 2025 at 12:07 PM
Get me, remembering the password after not logging in for ten billion years.
Still alive.
Still alive.
Wet bank holiday weekend, Twitter has shat in the bath.
I pity you lot, it’s going to be busy in here.
I pity you lot, it’s going to be busy in here.
May 24, 2025 at 1:25 PM
Wet bank holiday weekend, Twitter has shat in the bath.
I pity you lot, it’s going to be busy in here.
I pity you lot, it’s going to be busy in here.
Pointless update to keep the account active. There’s a new weird woman at the food hub, she says God told her to talk to me. I’ll be watching the women’s rugby this weekend to learn tackling tactics, in case she offers to pray for me.
(Women’s rugby is rugby.)
(Women’s rugby is rugby.)
April 18, 2025 at 8:44 PM
Pointless update to keep the account active. There’s a new weird woman at the food hub, she says God told her to talk to me. I’ll be watching the women’s rugby this weekend to learn tackling tactics, in case she offers to pray for me.
(Women’s rugby is rugby.)
(Women’s rugby is rugby.)
I’m just as bad here as I was over there.
I’m a potato with wool for hair.
I’m a potato with wool for hair.
November 17, 2024 at 5:42 PM
I’m just as bad here as I was over there.
I’m a potato with wool for hair.
I’m a potato with wool for hair.
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Stolen from the sinking ship
November 17, 2024 at 4:20 PM
Stolen from the sinking ship
Hello new people.
I don’t post much, and when I do, it’s generally gibberish.
Gets late early, doesn’t it?
I don’t post much, and when I do, it’s generally gibberish.
Gets late early, doesn’t it?
November 14, 2024 at 8:56 AM
Hello new people.
I don’t post much, and when I do, it’s generally gibberish.
Gets late early, doesn’t it?
I don’t post much, and when I do, it’s generally gibberish.
Gets late early, doesn’t it?
Posting, in case you have to be active every so often to keep your account open or something, I don’t know.
The most interesting thing that’s happened so far today is dropping a tub of Polos down the side of my chair.
The most interesting thing that’s happened so far today is dropping a tub of Polos down the side of my chair.
July 7, 2024 at 9:47 AM
Posting, in case you have to be active every so often to keep your account open or something, I don’t know.
The most interesting thing that’s happened so far today is dropping a tub of Polos down the side of my chair.
The most interesting thing that’s happened so far today is dropping a tub of Polos down the side of my chair.
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RIP my courgettes and cucumbers, you bastards
June 9, 2024 at 10:15 AM
RIP my courgettes and cucumbers, you bastards
3am. Shall I try to figure out what I'd look like as a Viking?
I already look like I sleep in a ditch and might inflict grievous damage. Also, I'm not taking a photo, my hair's all mad and sticky-up.
I already look like I sleep in a ditch and might inflict grievous damage. Also, I'm not taking a photo, my hair's all mad and sticky-up.
January 6, 2024 at 3:02 AM
3am. Shall I try to figure out what I'd look like as a Viking?
I already look like I sleep in a ditch and might inflict grievous damage. Also, I'm not taking a photo, my hair's all mad and sticky-up.
I already look like I sleep in a ditch and might inflict grievous damage. Also, I'm not taking a photo, my hair's all mad and sticky-up.
Next door have a skip on their drive. Obviously, that means BOTH of their cars are on my drive now.
There isn't even anything good in the skip.
There isn't even anything good in the skip.
January 6, 2024 at 2:43 AM
Next door have a skip on their drive. Obviously, that means BOTH of their cars are on my drive now.
There isn't even anything good in the skip.
There isn't even anything good in the skip.
I slept in my clothes.
Everything tastes of gin.
My clothes probably taste of gin, I'm not functional enough to check yet, I'll get back to you on that.
Everything tastes of gin.
My clothes probably taste of gin, I'm not functional enough to check yet, I'll get back to you on that.
January 1, 2024 at 5:36 AM
I slept in my clothes.
Everything tastes of gin.
My clothes probably taste of gin, I'm not functional enough to check yet, I'll get back to you on that.
Everything tastes of gin.
My clothes probably taste of gin, I'm not functional enough to check yet, I'll get back to you on that.
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I'm not the authority on anything, but it seems to me that the main problem is that there are people
December 29, 2023 at 1:43 PM
I'm not the authority on anything, but it seems to me that the main problem is that there are people
The longer he leaves it, the worse it gets. Onion-tombola is go. He’s not having the printer or the cactus, they just sit on that cabinet.
December 22, 2023 at 7:25 AM
The longer he leaves it, the worse it gets. Onion-tombola is go. He’s not having the printer or the cactus, they just sit on that cabinet.
I was over-excited by the bin-incident yesterday. Then I had to leave the house, in the wind. Tesco was full of double-trolley-twats. There was a poor choice made with crumpets, and a day-nap, I’m awake at 02:30.
December 22, 2023 at 2:28 AM
I was over-excited by the bin-incident yesterday. Then I had to leave the house, in the wind. Tesco was full of double-trolley-twats. There was a poor choice made with crumpets, and a day-nap, I’m awake at 02:30.
I don't celebrate Christmas. My progeny isn't all that into it. I give him some tat in December, the 'Hogswatch heap'. The longer he leaves it before coming to collect the tat, the bigger the pile grows. There's already a potato, and two gift-wrapped onions in there.
December 21, 2023 at 2:22 PM
I don't celebrate Christmas. My progeny isn't all that into it. I give him some tat in December, the 'Hogswatch heap'. The longer he leaves it before coming to collect the tat, the bigger the pile grows. There's already a potato, and two gift-wrapped onions in there.
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Solstice tomorrow. We finally start turning once again towards the light.
December 20, 2023 at 7:21 PM
Solstice tomorrow. We finally start turning once again towards the light.
Bit of danger-trundling going on out there, people retrieving the bodies of fallen wheelie bins.
I dragged a few out of the road on my way back from the pharmacy, civic duty and all that. It's rainwater on my jeans, I didn't actually piss myself at the neighbour. Came close, though.
I dragged a few out of the road on my way back from the pharmacy, civic duty and all that. It's rainwater on my jeans, I didn't actually piss myself at the neighbour. Came close, though.
December 21, 2023 at 2:16 PM
Bit of danger-trundling going on out there, people retrieving the bodies of fallen wheelie bins.
I dragged a few out of the road on my way back from the pharmacy, civic duty and all that. It's rainwater on my jeans, I didn't actually piss myself at the neighbour. Came close, though.
I dragged a few out of the road on my way back from the pharmacy, civic duty and all that. It's rainwater on my jeans, I didn't actually piss myself at the neighbour. Came close, though.
Hurrah! The twat-neighbour has attempted to put a bag of lager-cans in my half-empty bottles/cans bin.
Karma being what it is, the bag has split, and she's currently chasing Stella cans around the street in her pyjamas.
Karma being what it is, the bag has split, and she's currently chasing Stella cans around the street in her pyjamas.
December 21, 2023 at 7:43 AM
Hurrah! The twat-neighbour has attempted to put a bag of lager-cans in my half-empty bottles/cans bin.
Karma being what it is, the bag has split, and she's currently chasing Stella cans around the street in her pyjamas.
Karma being what it is, the bag has split, and she's currently chasing Stella cans around the street in her pyjamas.
Ah, I may end up doing more than 'nothing' today. The other place is broken.
December 21, 2023 at 6:34 AM
Ah, I may end up doing more than 'nothing' today. The other place is broken.
Don’t eat that, it’s for Christmas!
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
December 17, 2023 at 8:01 AM
Don’t eat that, it’s for Christmas!
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
Another £1.50 Lucky Box. Go on, zoom in and look at the random selection of shite.
December 14, 2023 at 10:24 AM
Another £1.50 Lucky Box. Go on, zoom in and look at the random selection of shite.
Festive bin buggery ahoy.
I won’t be putting any bins out for a month.
Next door don’t let me sleep for six weeks. Game on.
I won’t be putting any bins out for a month.
Next door don’t let me sleep for six weeks. Game on.
December 13, 2023 at 5:46 PM
Festive bin buggery ahoy.
I won’t be putting any bins out for a month.
Next door don’t let me sleep for six weeks. Game on.
I won’t be putting any bins out for a month.
Next door don’t let me sleep for six weeks. Game on.
Next door only have the one set of outdoor lights up so far.
December 7, 2023 at 7:46 AM
Next door only have the one set of outdoor lights up so far.