Good news - my car's been found!
Just gotta wait for all the forensic things to be done and it's all mine. Oh and get new plates because they were stolen.
Still, phew. I was sure it was in bits or burnt out.
IT Support ticket we got this morning: hi, the keyboard I am using, the backspace doesn't work. I've looked around for another one..oh hang on I cleaned it out and there was a paperclip underneath it. All good now.
And they submitted it, lol.
In other news, it's so weird hearing about the crazy weather you guys are getting yet it hasn't rained at all here. We usually get the same weather as Melbs, maybe a day or so later.
And in good news. I finished working on my latest book, and now editing and getting the covers planned for Books 4 and 5 of VDV.
And in more good news, Netflix are adapting another Fear Street novel - The Prom Queen. I am excited!
Water was glass tonight. Could see the sea floor clearly about 10m deep.
Also another chocolate retriever/lab swam out to save me. Owner was freaking out as it was just learning and it wasn't obeying it just kept going. Had to swim it in (which it did by itself, no help needed there) reassured the owner that they're water dogs and if I was a recently shot duck it would've passed with flying colours.
Pretty happy with myself for not doing my usual 'i just bought groceries but now I want uber eats' and giving in to the temptation. Ended up making a salad of ruby burst grape tomatoes, red capsicum, cucumber, coriander and mersey valley cheddar and pulled it all together with some salt and lime. Just smashed the salad and waiting for my expensive nuggies (the inghams ciabatta coating ones to) Hurry up and cook.
Woke up to gentle soft paw no claw wake up tapping on my shoulder. It's Ted, with Bill standing right behind him, telling me the sun is up and it's time for breakfast.
Ted gives me a reassuring prrrt meow after I sneeze.
Bill lets Ted eat some of his breakfast and dinner, unless it's a super special treat and then Bill gets it all.
I made it to Tues night before breaking my 'no drinking during the week' rule. It's gin weather and it was a good but looking day. Sitting here with the AC on sipping my gin and soda and being grateful that small apartments are easy to cool.
As if I haven't loathed myself enough this past week and a bit, I have decided to rewatch Supernatural (might stop at season 7 where I think it should have ended) for the first time in like 6ish years.
Never forget flicking on the tiny CRT TV that had a weird pink tint in my bedroom late one night and scaring the pants off myself.
A friend of a friend has a cat up for adoption, it's pretty cute. I'm being pushed into going to meet this cat so that I fall in love with it and adopt, which will probably happen if I go. This cat and stuff for the cat will be my birthday present from a group of friends.
I've wanted a pet for ages but never bit the bullet. Not sure what's holding me back, it's just never felt like the "right" time but I'm not sure if there is a right time. What to do? How high maintenance are cats? Seems like there's a lot of cat owners here so thought this is the place to ask!
Do you reckon bom make it a point of pride to be wrong at this stage? Was standing at the station this morning getting hit with rain that BOM and Apple weather both tell me wasn't possible.
Returned car and went for a ramble through a garden shop and then to Glenferrie Rd in the heat earlier. The saliva in my mouth almost solidified I was so dehydrated. I did buy this very silly looking chilli plant - even though I really don't need any more chillis on my balcony and it was rather spenny - I just want to see the fruit for myself. I had no idea there were white chillis. Let alone nipple shaped ones.
I've never harvested chilli seed for reuse before but I think I might give it a go with this one if it turns out nicely.
Does anyone elses cat get a bit lethargic in the heat? I've booked a vet appointment for tomorrow regardless because Gibson has been a bit slow and sluggish.
I just disasembled a shelving unit I am getting rid of, so would like to share with you the worst flatpack furniture building experience I have ever had. I bought it expecting to be screwing together a number of slatted wood panels. Instead I received a pile of sticks! Took forever to do, because you had to basically weave the whole thing together before screwing on some cross pieces to hold everything in place, and you just had to knock it wrong before then and the whole thing would fall apart and you'd have to start over. On a positive note, disasembling it today was very quick and easy!
Given that Iโve been so crap at reading books, I just realised Iโve read two. Following The Tilt, I finished Jane Harperโs Exiles.
Thought it was okay. I tend to read and then compare my thoughts with reviews and kind of agree with them, even though I found it an easy meandering read due to familiarity with the style.
I have grown to really enjoy Australian crime fiction.
Bought some fish oil tablets, and covid addled me bought 400 instead 100 (or whatever it was supposed to be). I don't even know what to do with 400 fish oil tablets...
add a bunch more fibre friendly foods with the whole less cholesterol thing, but my stomach gets real weird about coffee now. It was always iffy to begin with, but now Iโm getting a lot more grumbling and feeling a bit bloated. Does that eventually settle as my gut gets used to more fibre?
Watching a Dutch series on Stan. They translated the title to Floodlands but it really means the Dutch equivalent of "Hillbillies", the people who live on the mudflats.
The show looks quite interesting and blows apart the image of the Dutch being tolerant and urbane. ( they might be in Amsterdam and some of the other cities otherwise it's a shock there )