Hi, pals. Thanks for the lovely welcome yesterday, Iโve missed my crew. Now I need to ask the old person question of: how the flippin flip do I use this thing? Is there an app or browser only? ๐ตโ๐ซ
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Hehe. I use a browser. I just leave it open in Chrome.
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App on Apple - voyager
App on Android - sync
There are others, but these are the most polished
Hiii lemondrop ๐, welcome. I've just used the web browser the whole time honestly. When I tried the jerboa app it was pretty janky. They made improvements though which I haven't tried because I've just gotten used to the browser version ๐คทโโ๏ธ
Good morning to everyone except the guy a few doors down who is running his boat engines.
The ocean is ---> that way
heโs just getting ready for climate change
Little bastard is now asleep on his sheepskin with his little fluffy face resting on the edge that I curl up into a pillow. Is he spoiled?
Decent effort this week, probably not up to some of your standards though ๐
Miss Meow has just demonstrated her hunting prowess by tracking down and overpowering an apple core Mr Woof declined to eat earlier in the day. Who says pets need expensive toys?
Edited to fix a mis-typing in Mr Woof. Calling him Mr Wood is just going to lead to strange thoughts and misunderstandings.
The meowing/yelling, the meowing/yelling, pretty much since 1 am. I am so tired. Why?
One of mine doesnโt yell, he belts his bowl around. So you get this ceramic ringing on tile racket that could wake the dead.
Miss Meow's preferred night time annoyance is to lie on my shoulder and purr loudly directly into my ear. It's amazing just how loud a purr can be at that close range.
I actually find dating, or the experience of even trying to get a date an incredibly draining and toxic experience, and yet some people apparently enjoy it?
It's liberating to give up and throw in the towel. All of the stress, the pressure and the disappointment is gone.
My morning tea just tried to kill me. Apparently shoving the whole last section into my mouth was not a good idea. The icing on top stuck the whole thing to the roof of my mouth like denture paste, leaving me with a solidly stuck hunk of bread completely out of reach of any chewing. Fortunately after much effort I managed to move it as clawing a mass of bread and icing out of my mouth in the middle of my work break room would have been a touch embarrasing.
Exercises completed. I used to not be able to plank at all, but now I can manage about 30 seconds twice in the session, which is still a bit lame but it's an improvement and I'm getting there, so I'm proud of it! This after taking Minipeelers to Bounce and then wandering around shopping for most of the day. Bought some stuff that amused the kids, like a wiggly rubbery joke banana and a noise making chicken with a red bikini on. Bought some new glassware (where does it go?) and a refillable spice organiser thing so I can get rid of all those little spice packets with pegs on I've got cluttering up a couple of shelves in the kitchen. Also bought Mr Peeler a new dressing gown, as his old one is pushing the boundaries of decency. I'm knackered! Still did a couple of assaults on Mt Washmore, otherwise it becomes too formidable a task. Also played a little basketball with the Elder Minipeeler. Now enjoying a nice cup of tea.
Shut up wattlebirds! I love them but for goodness sake, does it have to be 5:30ish every morningโฝ
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Need to attend the grocery store but I have the disposition of a two year old thanks to heat and sleep, good luck to myself and those around me.
Heading out for the first time in a really long time and Gibson is looking at me like "where the fuck are you going, and why aren't we playing with my stringy toy?"
Unlucky in love friend is losing their mind again, and I kind of feel bad because I think it's honestly their fault. I've tried to be nice about how to approach the dating scene differently or maybe having some self reflection, but it's clearly not getting through. They talk to these people for like weeks without a physical date and then completely meltdown when it all breaks down because they thought this person was "the one" in a long line of "the one's". I don't know, I just think they have some issues that they perhaps need to work out or maybe I'm clueless in terms of online dating since I don't do it, all my dates come from friends referrals or people I've met at some group thing.
It's really just a trap to try to get to know people properly for potential romantic relationships online before meeting IRL. Like sure, brief interactions online are nice. But you can't know shit until IRL meeting imo
This reminds me of me. I am never going back to online dating again because it gives so much false hope in my experience. I think all you can do with this person is stick by them and hope that they'll learn their lesson one day. When you have the "love brain" switched on, it's really difficult to think logically. Therapy helps and really noticing how you feel.
I'm always as kind as I can be because I do think that the follies of online dating also play a large part in the issue, especially in terms of exaserbating things. But as a whole I'm beginning to think their personal issues with attachment and self esteem really need to be addressed in a professional setting.
Argh, the anxiety about (possibly) returning to work soon must be hitting - I've not long woken up from a dream when I haven't been well enough to attend school in ages and I don't even remember who my form coordinator is and I don't know what I should do about my HSC exams and...
Please note HSC, which I sat and passed quite respectably in 1984.
Shopping list for Bunnings done. Mulch, rosemary, peppermint and Vietnamese mint. What are the chances I will get just those things and not anything extra?
Hugh Jackman and Debra Furness have separated after 27 years of marriage. This reminds me that I often think the institution of marriage is hopelessly doomed. Maybe marriage wasn't all that and a packet of chips to begin with anyway.
To give you another view:
My parents divorced after 11 years when i was five. They started hooking back up together when i was 16. They moved back in together when i was 22. They remarried a year after I did. This second round has lasted longer than the original.
Romance is farkin' weird and complicated.
What?! Most celebrity stuff is boring as, but this one is unsettling.
Wedding isn't over yet, but already it's super mixed. On the one hand, networked and now have what I believe to be a phenomenal shot at getting into my dream job.
On the other hand, partner didn't want to dance, and when I fucked off to do it myself, discovered she'd been filming and proceeded to tease me for it.
Grr. Can't decide how annoyed I am, because otherwise it's a great time.
Loads of LPs and cds have been obtained from opshop, among them John Williams guitar, a Stravinsky ballet and a Menuhin plays Gershwin.
10 albums for $15 ๐
Good bot :)
Already looking at pet rescue websites (don't think I'm ready yet since it hasn't been a week, but Mum has also already been looking at websites) and some of the names of these dogs are very obvious.
There's Azula, Elsa and Anna (who are obvious siblings), Chuckie Finster.
Edit: Oh my god, there's a Phillip Deville who is the same mix as Chuckie.
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Despite a late start to the day owing to the crushing of candies in bed, I have broken my fast with long evenly shredded starch, and most importantly, ventured out to procure cow milk.
The service of Force's nipples is no longer required.
Oooooof moved about a ton of dirt (not hyperbole), finish it off tomorrow, cardboard sheet mulch, weed mat, square the frame, 7mm screenings, top with something purtier then i can FINALLY MOVE THE FCKING GREENHOUSE
Household tip #72
A while ago I bought this
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And when I used it all up I put a few squirts of dishwashing liquid in it and filled it with water. I use it when I have a cup or two to wash.
Then I discovered overseas they have Dawn Powerwash. Then I discovered the recipe to Dawn Powerwash. Our equivalent is Fairy. You now have a very powerful cleaning agent. Tbh I don't measure anything.
You're welcome.
Argh! The cats have successfully lied and procured Third Breakfast. There will be NO lunch.