Thank you for your kind words, I really appreciate the kind words and support! And I am saddened to learn that there are more people here whose parents were/are very lacking, I'm sending you all my good vibes and love 💜

Here is Mickey as thank you as to bring food* luck to you all

*Meant to say "good luck", but I'll leave it as is and channel the luck into your cooking and baking

Just needed to get this out into the world, I can't talk to my family about this, especially not now, and my partner doesn't really get it as his parents are wonderful. I'm sorry.

The doughnut fries helped a little...

I got this from one of the guys I manage. Thought it was really sweet:

The wok burner on the stove does a great job, and the rangehood was also great at removing all of the smoke. There was a brief issue when I realised I had not unpacked any of my starches, but I managed to track down the cornflour and tapioca starch without too much trouble, and also managed to locate the Chinese cooking wine.

Not unpacking straight away has been very good for working out which things are most important. I'm slowly building a collection of things to get rid of as I realise they don't add enough value to my life to be worth finding a place for. I'm thinking of getting rid of most of my measuring jugs, when I eventually locate them. I haven't bothered to look for them because I had some mason jars on hand which have worked well and fit in the dishwasher better. Plus the numbers have been washing off the jugs, whereas mason jars have measurements moulded into the glass. I just need to make sure I keep the little jug I mix my pancake batter in so it's got the spout for pouring. Or maybe I should try the jar first and see if that works - as an added bonus I could shake to mix.

It's pizza night 🍕

Car just broke down at the dump.. That means I get to leave it here, right?

Plans with aunt changed at the last minute and I ended up going to their temporary place digs 'round the corner from Chaddy. It's got Muji and Macpac in one convenient location, open till 9pm - great, I think.

45 minutes of car park shenanigans later... I remember that it is never that convenient at that hellish place. I also spent a disproportionate amount of time at Muji ogling all the muted earthy everything (made with exploited labour and unethical materials no doubt but very visually appealing nonetheless)...

But no, I shan't accumulate — just bought the flannel shirt for work and more importantly, a second pair of comfy pants. Between that and two brand new FXD pants from earlier today to replace my threadbare, well-loved pair, I have all the comfy pants I need!

Over to RSEA tomoz for a hi viz jumper and windproof jacket and I'll be set. Wallet looking dire until I get reimbursed/tax return tho. Better get everything ready to file asap on 1 July.

Accidental nap in sun. Off to tropical soup tomorrow for a break so much move and pack and clean. And this place is a bit feral after being sick. Also last day with kitty. I don't want to have a full time pet but it was very nice. And nice to know I can have a car here - just in case the universe conspires to give me one.

In between shopping and travelling on the train and doing housework and listening to podcasts and eating I have been reading some papers on cone shells of Victoria. The upshot is they haven't been properly studied and no one really knows how many species there are. So my reference is still up to date even tho it's 70 years old. The work just hasn't been done, too many species and not enough universities or museums to do studies.

So I took a pic of my reference book with my new shell and took a pic of a small part of my collection of Victorian shells.

These are limpets.

sorry they are sideways, I have tried editing 3 times on my phone , lemmy just keeps turning them up again

Migraine. No trip.

Fuck this

Gooooood morning DT. Today is the first day of the rest of my life and I've characteristically started it off with a good old sleep-in. I am starting to realise that having the blinds completely down is good for falling asleep, but really bad for my overall circadian rhythm because that severe lack of morning sun in winter gets the rest of the day out of whack.

Cleaning trip to aunt's place got kyboshed at the last minute by their horrifically incompetent son (long story), but I am still going to drop by aunt's temporary digs for the promised food 🤩

I'm going to draw up a list of some things I've been putting off. And plot out what I might do with the grand plan to end my lease soon, dump everything in storage and go hang out with family in WA for a month or so. Some of it will be shaped by the chat I have with work on Monday - whether I can do some remote work while I'm away, timing, etc.

On one hand, moving out is a pain and part of me wants to be lazy and doomscroll. OTOH, this is the perfect time to start afresh in many ways. A very big part of me wants CHANGE! Close that chapter properly!!!

I dreamt I was attacked by flying prawns. They bit me on the thigh.

Melbcat has begun punishing me with farts.

Get up and disturb her by pulling the jacket corner she’s got trapped? Toot. Paying attention to vidya? She walks over the keyboard and crop dusts right under my nose.

She’s my cat alright

One of thooooose days

• in de basement cleaning up more mortar dust, got my big pink filters on and a little bonnet

...vacuum won't start. Completely out of the blue. No. Nooo. My sweet cheese, my goodtime boy, my old reliable whaaat. Do some diags, ok, we shall get a cheap one to finish the job while i repair my bubbe

• get in car to bunnings!

..why does the car smell like metho

• check exhaust since we had some hooning dickheads last night if some cunt has gone for our catalytic i will be VERY PISSED nope ok all good i'm fine

..remember husband doesn't know shit about cars and has adhd. Pop hood with trepidation.

...yup, the coolant tank is full balls empty YEET

Good morning

Spent today bingeing season 3 of Squid Game. Managed to avoid spoilers so I was not prepared for that ending!

Alfie goes absolutely nuts when I get home from the pool. I live close by, so just hop out, rinse off and chuck my poncho towel on and come home and shower. As soon as I get through the door, he's desperately trying to lick me, I picked him up and he fully tried to chow down on my hair. Little weirdo.

Thoughts?

Saw this article saying many Year 9s write at a Year 4 level.

This is really disappointing.

Heading in the general direction of Marvel Stadium. First dinner, then foomptball

Sun is out, and it's time for my first grass mowing session at the new house. Also time to poison a few weeds, mostly stuff growing in the gravel also a couple of nasty looking thorny things I don't like the look of. If I can find the gardening tools I might pull a few weeds out of the garden beds too.

I can hear the raucous, obnoxious Saturday night doof doof and associated vibrations, and I am renewed in my desire to gtfo from here and never live this close to the city ever again...

E: tonight is particularly bad. It's coming from at least two of the houses/units around here. It is unprecedentedly loud. I want to stab someone. Aaaaarghghgh

Across the road they're playing Achy Breaky Heart club mix.