I really like the way all the climbers from different countries stand at the bottom of the lead wall talking to each other and swapping notes on how to tackle it.
It’s so nice. The skateboarders were similar yesterday, you can tell they’re all friends and they just really love the sport.
I’m slightly concerned that these climbers might be part-spider though. Crazy skills.
Anyone here been to Basement Comedy Club? I’ve got tickets for there tomorrow night, but do they pack people in like sardines?
I think I accept that I’m too worried to go - I’m flying to NZ on Sunday and am doing loads of limit my chances of becoming sick before this holiday. So… does anyone want 2 x tickets to Andrew Hamilton (from YeahMad) tomorrow night?
The free food market was extra quick today. I told Mr Woof I’d be out for about an hour, but they started a bit early and I drew third place in line so I was back home in 20 mins! As well as the standard mix of fruit & veg I got some sausages and halloumi, plus a loaf of fruit bread.
I really want a hot dog for some reason. Not even a nice one. I just want whatever low tier fake processed rejected scrap meat cylinder things they have at Wendy’s
does wendy’s still exist?
It’s still around, barely: https://wendysmilkbar.com/
There was still one at Eastland last I checked, as well as Parramatta in Sydney.
There were also stores in Chirnside Park, Waverley Gardens, and Cranbourne, but I’m not sure if those ones are still open?
The one in Horsham was still open a couple of years ago. Still open according to the Googley map
It’s in the middle of a shopping centre and was heaven to go to when I was a kid. It’s right in front of a Kmart. You’re dragged into the plaza by your parents to go buy new shoes from Kmart (“these fuckin kids are outgrowing the bloody shoes every bloody month!”). You walk past Brunbys bakery, the smell of bread, and the sight of pink icing taking up your whole vision. You start walking to it. Mum says “no. We’re here for bloody Kmart and that’s ALL.”. Sad, you keep walking through the plaza and towards the Kmart. You pass all the clothing shops and fancy shoe shops (aka: footlocker). The smell of new clothes and shoes now overpowering the smell of Brunbys. Then as you pass the toy car rides, and gumball machines, the smell hits you. WENDYS. The smell of hot dogs overpowering everything else. Must. Get. Hotdog! And then you see it: a giant “W” marking the source of smell, like an X marks buried treasure. The W is so gigantic and pink, it instantly steals your attention and gaze. Sensing what’s about to happen, mum says “NO WENDYS” and pulls you into the Kmart. Very sad now, you go into the Kmart, past the prison guard they pay to stand at the door and observe the parents one by one caving to the pressure and taking their children to Wendy’s. You buy new shoes, but what’s even the point of going to kmart if you don’t get a Wendy’s??? Eventually, shoes are bought, Kmart gets another 60 bucks, and you leave. But nothing is going to stop you from getting Wendy’s. “PLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEEUH”. Eventually, she caves.
You did it. You’ve won.
Now you can happily enjoy your hot dog and milkshake on the way back home with your new shoes
If your my sibling you’re also missing the last step: get the banana smoothie thing and spew in the car. EVERY. SINGLE. TIME! My mum used to get pissed off like she wasn’t the person responsible for buying my sibling the drink that was proven to make them spew every time they got it. Like after 4 or 5 times mum, lets be honest YOU are the problem here.
Study day, discovered I’ve filled most of my assessments as we’ve been going. I’d forgotten I’d done that. So my homework is already done. Just watching some YT vids of vets showing safe practices to handle various animals, and animal behaviour.
Every day I am grateful to be doing this for myself.
I wish I was that organised! Although I have done more than I thought but it still is like pulling teeth.
I’m not perfect lol, we do what we can! Getting any task done is an achievement worthy of praise, no matter how big or small!!
Eeeeeee!
Eeeeee!!!
You and I can do this, fellow student! 💜💜
Yes we can!
Well done! It’s a huge step that will pay off in spades ❤️
Better than I was when I was in highschool lol, prolly because I’m not trapped in a classroom of ferals ha!
Thank you! I’ll keep it up so I don’t fall behind! More time to chill on my days off heheh
Same for me in high school, plus the dumbass rebellion on my part.
I went back a while ago now and studied and it was a great time!
Oh yeah I feel that, I didn’t attend year 10 at all haha.
It feels so good to go back as an adult and be fully invested. Not just because of any money spent for the course or degree, but because we do it for ourselves, to better ourselves.
That’s a gold medal performance, well done!
Ahh thank you! 🙇♀️
Another day another data compromise. This time it’s the Shebah ride share. At this point any business using name address and dob to verify a person is not good enough security.
I use random passwords for everything so I’m not worried about the password getting out.
What’s a shebab
Taxi service catered for the female demographic.
Female drivers only and passengers I think.
clearly a male IT Security team though.
Oh
It’s what you get after a drunken night out for the trip home
😂😂
A packet of twisties is forthcoming to my stomach. A mighty fine appetiser lol
Hey
Yes?
I keep seeing videos of a crazy lady snoot bopping big cats
I know they’re gigantic danger cats that will kill you for fun, but I can’t see them as anything except oversized stray kitty cats. They have NO BUSINESS being as cute as they are. They even do the slow blinks! And purrs!!! It’s kind of fucked up that something that looks that huggable and petable is also so murderous (or at least, murder capable)
One of my best memories was visiting with some people in India that had a pet Lynx rescue with a spinal injury. It was semi-tame. About the size of a Labrador. It had quite a strong playful bite but never broke my skin. I got to play with it for about four hours. It’s claws and teeth were large enough to no longer be sharp points like domestic cats.
I agree, it’s incredible how much of cat body language translates from small to big cat species. But it is also important to note that many of those big cats in those videos were raised from kittens, generally. They might not be able to be released, for medical or socialisation issues, and it is better for their welfare to remain looked after. So their body language and how they act is influenced by their proximity to familiar humans. Wild big cats would communicate similarly between themselves, but would not be able to be captive and happy. Enrichment can only go so far when taking an animal like that from the wild, hence why they always try to rehabilitate and release of possible.
Interesting Cat Fact: big cats (tigers, lions, etc) don’t purr or meow. They growl and roar, grumble. But the cheetah does both; it is essentially a big small-cat.
I always like to imagine cats throughout history, and their owners kissing them and being annoyed with them. Like that cat that walked on that monks writings from the 15th century. It’s just so wholesome and cute to think this learned fellow was writing and his cat just walked across the ink and his page. Immortalised forever. https://www.smithsonianmag.com/smart-news/centuries-ago-a-cat-walked-across-this-medieval-manuscript-1766202/
Edit: a better link and photo
Boyo used to have a ServalX before they became totally illegal here. The stories are neverending as was the couch replacement. Not a favourite person of the Council runaway run.
Hooray survived the 8 day outta date cheese kransky from last night. Flying a bit close to the sun. It did burn the roof of my mouth though but it was delicious so only a small price to pay.
Lucky duck… I throw everything out once it goes past it’s use by (non refiregrated best befores usually stay until I realise it’s just been sitting there for ages and I’m not going to use it). I’m traumatised from all the food poisonings I seem to suffer a couple of times a year
I’m so traumatised in fact, that I quite often burn things out of fear they might not be properly cooked. Then I eat at a dodgy place in Footscray market and get food poisoning the next day ☹️
ohh :(
Oh damn :(
Hope you aren’t feeling too bad from the symptoms and you get better soon.
Ah, bugger. Hope it’s an easy one.
:(
I hope you get to rest and recover well!
Probably inevitable…
Doing my best to avoid it so far. Not much of a life but can’t risk it unfortunately. Hope you get better quickly op.
Oh no!
Oh noes 🙁. You tried…
You did all you could. I hope you have few symptoms and a speedy recovery <3
Aw P. Sorry to see this :/
Are you feeling alright?
Thankyou and I feel disgustingly healthy lol no symptoms at all. I almost feel ripped off in a way.
Why?!?
- you have an excuse not to work
- you have enough energy to play some games (or read or do a puzzle or whatever your vibe is)
- it’s not too late to say you’re feeling too tired to do anything and just order Chinese takeout for dinner!
Damn, I’m sorry!
Echo
echooo
echooooIt’s hump day. The weekend seems so far away.
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I took about 5 years worth of e-waste to the tip. And then bought myself a cherry pie to celebrate a tiny bit of adulting.
Ready to start my day.
Frothy