Melbourne

- so puffed, his tongue might fall out

It's all happening here this morning. We've survived an attempted invasion from Next Door's Cat. She came into the backyard and Looked at us through the back door.

Luckily Tommy the brave resident GuardCat was on the job and dealt with the situation by crying loudly and pathetically.

I banged on the door, and went out and shooed her back over the fence. And then congratulated my brave hero on scaring away the intruder. He would definitely survive in the wild.

Image: a fluffy tabby cat all curled up and not looking at all savage

Assignment completed. About 3 hours to spare, plenty of time!

Wooo we've paid off 100th of the house.

Still wanna know why the interest on our fixed rate increased tho.

Made taiyaki for dessert. It was so enjoyable

I'm waiting to get all my data from reddit and deleting my account. I'm super disillusioned with the melb subreddit in particular. Time to move on.

Just a chill Sunday

Image of a small dog relaxing

I've decided to quit my job move to a small seaside town where I will befriend local characters, take on a strange job that pays pennies, and live in a quaint shack. I'll also only were light colours and linen clothes with white plimsolls, and maybe I'll even let my Scottish curls grow.

See you suckers later, it's me and my seaside dream from here on out.

oh my god. oh my god.

I'm building a dedicated dl machine and deciding on the name. I like my machines to have in jokes in their names, so was pondering sea themes, Barnacle, which I liked but not liked liked...scallop? needed to be some sort of high seas sailing parasitic leech

Then it hit me. The mother fucking perfect name

Zoidberg

Important: I met a 13-week-old corgi puppy and got to pat and hold her. Fluffy and adorable.

Hope you're all having a lovely Sunday.

- doggo is done.. Me to buddy, me too.

I noticed that yesterday's Reddit daily thread closed with fewer than 100 comments for the first time

Tonight is dumpling night! Found a stash in the freezer. No idea who made them, what's in them or how old they are.

Really wish people would keep their dogs on leash in areas where it literally says to keep your dog on leash. Some dog runs right up to mine not even 50m away from said "dogs must be on leash" sign. I don't wanna hear "ohhhh sorrrrrryyy about that", I just don't want your dog to run up to mine smh

Went out with a vintage jacket and just realised that it's ah...maybe a little too obviously vintage. Ah well.

To clarify my earlier post:

I want money to buy booze, weed, and sex toys. All the naughty stuff 😅😉

Edit: I am NSFW presently, and I am happy with that 😘

I didn’t get a chance to take a pic last night. So here’s the recipe for Maple-Mustard baked chicken i have been making this for years.Super easy, Super fast to put together and Very tasty

Photo from recipe

ALTTEXT: an amazing looking bowl of cooked chicken

Hello?

Packed tinyests bag for daycare. I am a fucking mess. Glad I’m not going to drop off tomorrow. I won’t be able to handle it!

Slept so terribly last night. Woke up multiple times, couldn't get comfy. So strange! I went to sleep so comfy...

I want money to buy naughty things with. But I have to work for money. What a scam.

Toast with peanut butter and coffee made, trying to relax now and wondering what I should do.

Still recovering and trying to keep things under control but as much as my mind might think it’s under control I think my body’s reacting to the stress.

I just paid $250 at the dentist, literally just for a check-up, a quick clean, and a fluoride treatment ($30). What the heck... I swear last time that was $150... T_T

Studying is going dreadfully today. I know what I want to say, but words are really not cooperating. It probably doesn't help that I've been procrastinating on it for the past week.

I did that Train thing at the showgrounds I mentioned a while back. I wasn't sure if I'd go or not, as I had a really bad experience with train people a couple of years ago, which kinda put me off the hobby for a while. But I decided to give it a go and it was great!

obligatory photo of the Red Rattler I rode on

I also photodumped here and posted 3 videos I took here, here, and here if anyone's interested

All in all was a fun day and deffo recommend if they do it again next year

I think I have figured out what my relo problem is.

It's the consistency. I think because I might send a message one day and then I get a reply the next day or even the day after sometimes, I just want more.

It's probably a bit much of me to expect that from someone if they're busy and hardly on their phone, but even just a dot or an emoji or something that would take five seconds to send would keep me at bay. I've dealt with inconsistency in a relationship before and it turned out that that person didn't have good intentions. I know rationally with this guy, he's not an absolute prick and wouldn't do that. I know that he does care. Unless I'm lying to myself

I think a simple message each day would just show that he cares and is willing to put in the effort.

Am I asking for too much?

Sleep was fab. Gotta drag myself up now though to start Operation Fridge Clean pulls on hazmat suit

I had a very long and intense dream last night about a month long high school exchange trip to China gone very awry...

descriptions

It was constantly grey and bleak, we didn't go anywhere with nature and had to camp en masse on the school grounds, on large concrete yards under shitty tarps like refugees, fight to use the showers and protect one's own shampoo and soap at all costs. And at least a thousand of the school's own, local students had to sleep in similar configurations but with slightly nicer tents. We had school from 8-5 every weekday, were expected to study and do homework in the evenings, chores all of Saturday, and would only sometimes be allowed out on Sunday. The nearest city looked like it hadn't changed since the 80s and was suppressed under a permanent layer of smog. Come to think of it it's like smartphones didn't even exist in that dream. So maybe it was the communist 80s? Lots of brown, tartan patterns, burgundy... But no matter how miserable we were, the absolute best of us was expected during class, alongside the school's richer students who lived at home and were always very well prepared and neatly turned out.

It's now nearly 7pm and I can't shake how subtly unsettled it made me feel for absolutely no reason at all. And the smell of laundry powder just brought it all back. Like I actually went through that? Something in me feels like I really should've done something about the situation but it makes no sense.

I have a cheese toastie for lunch today and the wait is agonising. Hungry NOW

The battle of Helms Deep is pretty awesome

Barely escaped the relentless march of German pixels

Rewatching The Durrells while I work and it's making me want to be ocean side, laying about listening to the water while a cool sea breeze blows around me.