Temp tomorrow tops at 18. It’s July. This is not natural.

We have fucked our planet beyond repair. I’m sorry, but conservatism is not only wrong, it’s dangerous now, because soon climate change is going to kill tens, if not hundreds of millions of people.

I’m so fucking hungry. The dog is looking good. 2 hours to go until pizza and beer.

The place I’m staying at has Alexa whatever things all over the house. I have given in and used them for timers and alarm clocks so I can reduce use of my phone especially first thing in the morning. It helps that I have to actually use my voice if I want to silence the alarm. So of course I blearily told it to stop for 3 separate alarms this morning - 7, 7:15 and 7:30.

Eventually woke up at 8ish and asked it what the time was and it said "The time is 8:05 am. Happy Friday! 😇 "

Is it possible to ask Alexa to be more of a curmudgeonly bitch?

daily reminder that you cant plug a USB into the HDMI port. Follow for more bleeding edge of tech tips.

realised this morning that I’d inadvertently gotten a bit of a Tig Notaro (Edit: think Army of the dead) haircut. Local lesbians in my area are very interested (got hit on three times between bunnings and the fresh fruit grocer)

I am enjoying my second pub meal in one day. I highly recommend blowing off work, booking a random motel at the last minute and escaping to country Vic. Hi from Yackandandah.

Day 2 of intermediate body shred challenge completed, plus tummy exercises. I got home from work last night, did 2 loads of washing, very begrudgingly cooked dinner, which was lovely, had exhausting argument with elder minipeeler about doing homework and basically collapsed into bed without doing my evening exercises 😔 Both minipeelers are home sick today. Made a breakfast juice with ginger, pear, spinach, apple celery and a small beetroot. I’d show you a picture but, you know, it’s a purple ploppy looking juice.

Bonus picture of dinner

Picture is of steak with mash, peas and broccoli, chargrilled zucchini and red Brussels sprouts cooked in a mushroom cream sauce, thereby negating any health benefits of said sprouts. I seem to cook better when I’m tired and pissed off.

It was a wet dog walk this morning. The night was warm too - I did not sleep well, and tossed and turned so much Mr Woof went to sleep in the lounge room. It makes me feel much better about being at work when I am not missing a nice day.

Late edition dins:

Just sushi rice, rice vinegar, pinch of sugar, then cucumber and kewpie mixed with shit hot habanero sauce.

Next up are the springers!

Rejected again, I’m unemployable
Dejected again, unenjoyable
But I got fishnet stockings on, feeling neat
I’ll dance my bleeding heart out, undefeated
I’ll keep trying to be another wage-drone
In a capitalist landscape that wants me gone
I don’t care anymore, I know I am qualified
Don’t care about my failings being quantified
I’m ready to dance, I’m ready to go
Where I’ll end up, I do not know
But whereever it is, it’s where I’m meant to be
Tonight I’ll let loose, and pretend I am free

My dinner tonight was home made pizza, like all Friday’s.

Didn’t take photos but t’was good.

Olives, artichoke, chilli, garlic and anchovies.

Oh yeah

Cocktails are the best bc they are delicious and has the word ‘cock’ in it.

Day off. Had a lovely breakfast, coffee, now under a blanket on the couch, pondering whether to start with some zelda, a book, or just head straight for a snooze.

I’m in trouble again. This is the third night Bill Cat has no kangaroo with gravy

I love mein Opa. He loves pulling apart dangerous appliances (think microwaves) that he finds during hard-rubbish, and refurbishing them. He built the sun-room by himself, and wired it all back in the 70s, we have Sunday Lunch in it still. He browses the internet and knows how to research, learning from YT how phones and PCs are made.

But he had to ask me for help, bc his Samsung Android phone kept notifying him every 5 minutes or so that he had a msg. I had to pop into the settings and show him how to turn the ‘reminder’ feature off.

He’s the best.