We weighed him yesterday, by weighing us and then holding him to weigh again. Almost 9kg. You wouldn't think it when he's curled up. I checked some charts online and he doesn't seem to be overweight, but he is due for his vaccination so I'll ask the vet.
He eats less than the sachets say to (apparently a 4kg cat should eat three whole sachets!) because he has access to food all the time and he doesn't eat constantly. Anyway, he's healthy, he likes to play "chasey-hide-and-pounce", so he's keeping me fit too running around the apartment. I do want to invest in one of those cat-wheels, a biiiiig one, but I'm afraid it would be a waste if he isn't interested.
Lol reading that thread on the other website about school refusal. So many people don't get it. I was a chronic absentee, I didn't even go for the entirety of year 10 and had way more than 20 days off per year before and after, from primary to HS. I was abused young, and my mother had untreated schizophrenia. Neither of us had support, and she certainly didn't realise what I was going through. She'd sleep all day, because she worked nights as a cleaner in a factory. So she wasn't home at night, and wasn't present during the day.
Then, if I went to school I was relentlessly bullied for having frizzy hair, being fatter than the other girls (funnily enough, I was a normal weight, and they were starving themselves :/ ), for being interested in science or "boy things". The boys bullied me too, because I wasn't "cool" enough. I wanted to do "boy things". Assaulted, teased. Starting in primary. I distinctly remember the boys not allowing me to play footy with them, and the girls not wanting me to play with them because I didn't wear lip gloss or straighten my hair.
I wanted to go, I felt like a failure, which just fuelled the depression no one realised I had. I cannot blame my mum, she herself didn't have support for her mental health, I could hardly expect she would know what to do with me.
And it wasn't really the schools fault either. Some teachers sucked, sure, but the classes were oversized and there were kids who were loudly unruly. I was quiet, and I got really good grades. I fell through the cracks, and it was easy to fall back in the 2000s.
I'm glad that the kids in the article are getting into schools that can meet their needs and foster a sense of self-worth. That just wasn't available to me back then. It has affected me, and still does. I blame the system, no real individual. If you don't conform, then you're just left to rot. And if your parents aren't great and perfect, or they're absent... What can the child do??
Anyway, that's my little rant. That "other place" can be such a cancer.
We were shopping for our first home many years ago. It was on a hill. As we were stepping out to leave, the agent says โhey is that your car?โ
I look over across the street, and my car had started rolling down the hill!! I bolted over the fence, quickly zapped the alarm button and dove inside to stop it just in time before crashing into another car.!
First day at second job was really awesome. Feels like I'm working with real people! And so much respect and warmth! Plus some very compatible interests/tastes/politics. Cozy, comfy office and such a short commute... I couldn't ask for more??!
I think I have a random crush developing on a colleague however, which needs to be viciously stepped on and killed with a flamethrower immediately. Please let them have a partner. Haven't heard one mentioned so far... if they don't say anything I'm going to ask (obliquely).
so I'd say camping was a success. COLD, but a success. It was Tinyest's first ever camping trip and he took it super well, but I will admit I think the mrs is right, it'll be a LOT easier when he can walk. But still, good to get him started early!
I also brought a friend who I've been begging to go for ages, she wasnt a huge fan of camping but gave it a go and says she had a great time and wants to go again, so thats awesome.
I know I say this every time, but Wilson's Prom is just SO damn pretty. If your sitting here being like "man I haven't camped in ages" or "Man, I'm not really into camping" I beg of you to give it a go. I'm prepared to bet its physically impossible to have a bad time down there.
Second last day of holidays and I am sick with a head cold ๐ค๐ค luckily didn't have much planned because it's now just rest and feeling sorry for myself
When we purchased our new house 5 years ago, we had a Tesla PowerWall installed. It came with a Telstra 3G SIM card and when they installed it, I told them to connect it via Ethernet. The technician refused, saying that it has 3G and doesnโt need to be connect to the home network at all.
I received a text from Tesla this morning, telling me that our PowerWall will not be covered by warranty when Telstra kill 3G at the end of next month.
I then received an email from Tesla (that looked like Spam).
I then receive a phone call from Tesla.
I mentioned that I donโt have WiFi coverage in my garage and they told me to move my router. I told them that I instructed the technician to connect via Ethernet originally and they said that I would need to get the technician back out to connect it.
I am not allowed to plug Ethernet into it without voiding warranty and I need to plug Ethernet into it to prevent the warranty from being void.
I see Melbourne has greeted me upon my return back to the country with it's usual sunny disposition.
Tullamarine Airport is fucked. 8 planes all land at once. All passengers are jammed into a narrow corridor lining up for the egates.
Foreigners and children don't use them, so they have to continue. But there's no sign saying that. You only know if a random border security officer happens to swan past you.
Baggage carousels are a joke. Queueing for customs declaration also a joke.
You're not going to believe this - after one person at the auction place called on Friday to say that the furniture I want to sell can't be picked up, someone else called to talk about pickup.
We agreed it would be easier for me to bring the stuff up anyway but they now don't have a slot for me to drop it off until 2:45.
Anyway the neighbour came around to help me load the car so that's all done, and he helped me disassemble Mum's old bed in the bargain and waved off any suggestion of payment. What a guy.
I noticed a new thing at Woolies self checkout. Previously when you put fruit and veg on it youโd have to select the fruit and veg button and get the frequently bought items menu, and go from there. Now, itโs using a recognition system where it offers a selection based on what it thinks you have put in the scale. For example I bought cucumbers, and it offered me a choice of cucumber or zucchini to select. For a leek, it gave me leek, zucchini or banana.
I just got my contents insurance renewal notice. I braced myself for a big increase, and apparently it is $2 less than last year?! Was there a leap year surcharge I was unaware of, or has my neighbourhood become safer?
So I got a phonecall at 11:20 from the original guy at the auction place wanting to know if I was still bringing the furniture ๐คฆ๐ปโโ๏ธ.
Thank God the car was loaded so I just had to drive there. Auction is this afternoon so ๐ค๐ป.
In other news, went back in my room and was hit with a blast of Eau de dead rat - checked and realised I'd managed to sprinkle bicarb soda everywhere except where it'd carked it. Google suggested bleach and I had some lemon White King on hand so I poured a good glug on it, opened the window and closed the door. Went in for something and all I could smell was bleach, so here's hoping that's sorted it. ๐
My gas usage (excluding supply) for 2.5 months was $90. The only gas appliance I have is ducted heating which hasn't been switched on at all this year. That seems high, right? The heater system has an always-on pilot light but $90 for just that seems very steep.
The heater system is about 30 years old, might be on the fritz - but turned on this morning and it was working fine.
I'm watching The Trojan Women, a 1971 movie from a Euripides play.
It's full of great tragedy. It's meant to be emotional, it was written to shame perpetrators of war. This is like Sophie's Choice x 10.
I think I watch too many movies that require concentration and empathy as I find my reactions just too intellectual.
How many murders a day do I see on screen?
The other thing is i keep on asking myself how they did a shot or what dramatic device is this that makes me think a thing. I find myself changing focus from the story to the how.
Got 3 x $10 scratchies from my sister for my birthday. Didn't win a single dollar. I guess all of the luck is saving itself for the $40m Powerball ticket she also got me.
I have been listening to a book about scientific intuition, what it is and why people believe incorrect theories and facts.
Answer, we are born as babies who know nothing, cognitive limitation as adults and the way we live and experience the world around us frames the questions we ask.
I was really surprised at the cognitive limitations data, even graduates of physics degrees might not know or understand basic principles because they are unable to have the mental imagery required for understanding. ie, unable to use visualisation
I suppose that explains why some students can pass exams but can't explain what they learnt or remember it years later or integrate the knowledge into their world view
I have apparently had a suspicious transaction on my credit card, someone trying to buy gift cards. I do wonder how they got the card number, I barely use it. I think I've seen something about methods using random numbers so maybe they just guessed it. The transaction history on that card are all Paypal, Amazon and a couple of local stores in person so not really anything risky. Fortunately it's not my main card so there are no automatic payments to be messed up.