Melbourne

Good to get away from the bit for a bit.

so...haven't been around for a while, so I thought I'd launch myself back in with a random question:

Would it be really fucking weird to get in touch with a teacher who went above and beyond to help me through some really, really tough shit 30 years ago to just say "hey, I've always remembered you, and I have turned out OK and am pretty successful, thanks"?

edit: thanks everyone

Tuesday night scotch..

It's school night but day was botched

I will only have one

Because I must be up with the sun..

But oh I need a Tuesday night scotch

(Far from the best of the DT poets but my little contribution to open mic night for Spud) Edit because formatting

the boys have settled down for the night already , they have clean soft blankies and the heater is on 🐈‍⬛🐈‍⬛

A few weeks ago an old codge ran into the side of the man's car. Today we've fostered a 2024 Toyota Kluger so we took it to macca's.

It’s Melbcat’s birthday today! (Well one of the dates I have on her paperwork.)

17 years old 🎉🎂🥳🎈

It's frustrating when you know exactly how your voice should sound, and you can't quite get it right. Especially when you know you've done it before.

It's been so long since I've taken singing somewhat seriously. It's a lot of fun!

Just have to be patient I guess.

I've been craving broccoli for days since having a delicious yet extremely simple stir-fry of it at my aunties. Just broccoli, oil, garlif and mushroom seasoning at the end (all of which I now have).

She has a magic touch with cooking - and a much hotter burner - but I watched her make it from start to finish so I really think I could replicate something similar... broccolibroccolibroccoli I'm gonna eat a whole head of it tonight 😋

I’m pretty sure cat ~~adopted~~ enslaved me

So tonight I'm going to an event that I have never been to before; a poetry reading at a local pub by a modern author. They have an open mic as well, but I am not even close to confident enough to consider that.

But I do consider this my first step towards the culture and being a part of a community, after dabbling so long with prose and only reading poetry books since I was a small child. I think my first book, that I can remember, is one I still have: a book of Childrens Poetry (Lewis carrol, William Blake, etc) that contributed heavily to my love of the artform.

I have no idea why I feel so anxious and nervous, or why I want to back out. I guess avoidance and the fear I'll make a fool of myself, despite not performing at all. Idk, I hope I can find a welcoming community within that space, but even if I don't, I'll still write. I don't think I could stop writing, even if I wanted to.

Trams are too busy... Oh well..

T- 60 hours until CAT. I am desperate for some feline therapy. Feel completely dead and miserable today again. Even though I had a good run with the traffic - had time to grab a coffee despite the queue and got to enjoy it in the carpark outside work..

Going forward, the DT family will put our heads together every morning to touch base and set out the granular of the meal plans. We will start with low hanging fruits, while centering the foodie artifactual lens. Go team. We are all in this together.

I shouldn't have said anything 😓 Mickey has gone back to nomming Dine and turns his nose up at Hills.

Having a cat is like having a fickle live-in fey.

I swear to god if I hear the word "granular" at work today I'm going to lob a mandarin at the person who says it.

Just say "detailed". What's wrong with "detailed"?!?!

Ah corporate life. I've missed you lol

Edit: I'm adding the word "artifact" to the list.

I legit did not even realise it was the first. Nor I even realise it was the GF on the weekend.

I have been under a rock.

Pinch, punch bitches

Made it down the bellarine to check on the chillos. Asked the p's over the w/e to water them as it'd been over a week.. said they didn't need to they're fine. Got down and sure enough they certainly did need a drink. Dry as a chip.

Glad they all made it. Currently tucked in under the led disco light. A lot are getting their 2nd true leaves :)

Should start speeding up soon. This part is slowww.

Looks like my work team is going to have some big changes coming up. All good news - just people having good life changes and bigger and better things. But did they all need to confide in me today? Separately and quietly?! Walking around not saying anything but feeling sad but happy but also stressed about workload and next things.

Can I please add pre-owned and thrifting to the list of shit words.

It's used or second hand and it's shopping for cheap things, typically used.

Payroll just went off their shits at something that turned out I didn't do anything wrong but they misunderstood something and it turned out another person missed another thing but that wasn't me but is somehow still my fault and I just....wat.

reading her emails was like having a random chicken fly into my face out of nowhere and explode.

Stew turned out to be decent. But TBH (and no offense here) I regret listening to ya'll cause whilst edible it turned out nothing like what I wanted.

Melbcat thanks you for her birthday wishes! She’s just having a chill one today, enjoyed a slant of sunlight and then some snuggling.

I wish I’d been more proactive about getting on the Internet Archive or watching stuff in general before the options got cut down. Couldn’t find the classic slashers but that’s ok I guess, been a bit stressed lately so probably don’t want to watch anything too full on.

I watched Suspiria (1977) which I’d heard about. It was… alright? Interesting in terms of shots and effects but I found it a bit hard to pay attention and some of it was a little corny.

I expected to be into it because of the soundtrack but while it was good music well executed it was also a little overwhelming, it was meant to rev you up and give a sense of panic and dread like the musical equivalent of jangling nerves and a pounding heart - but it more gave me a headache with the sound effects and banging, like over application of a heavy perfume. It was all just a little too much sensory wise. The flickering lights also probably didn’t help.

One thing I did like was the shot of the scene which the girl ran through showing that it was a reflection, and the way her own shadow seemed to be chasing her. It was really nicely done to imply a topsy turvy reality and a sense of paranoia.

It definitely did have a dreamlike/nightmarish quality with the way the scenes ran together without much context for what was going on, and the mood lighting.

I can see why it’s a cult movie.

I am trying to order eggs online and their system has decided I am not human. If I was a robot what would I do with eggs? Surely ordering eggs is itself an indication I am human, being able to identify animals sitting down seems a bit superfluous. And in any case as long as I pay for the eggs should it matter? Why can't robots have eggs if they want them? Seems clear discrimination to me.

Hand curated. 🙄🙄🙄

Unless you're a curate or it's an art show or museum exhibition you aint curating shit.

My annoying cold seems to have turned into pneumonia. I've had very little sleep over the last two nights, just coughing and when I do manage to nod off, waking up soon after in a sea of mucus. Off to the doctor this morning.