It's bloody hot
Apparently, it got to about 39 degrees C today. I spent most of today in air-conditioning, so not too bad. My housemate, Snake, nowadays works as a motorbike courier, so he had a bit of a different experience
The morning was the office Christmas Party, so various folk went to the cafe at Readings on Glenferrie Rd and had a jolly time. Then mishymoocow and N and I went off to do some Christmas shopping in Richmond and then mishymoocow and I did the Chadstone Christmas shopping thing. Which was far from unbearably crowded.
mishymoocow and I decided we are great shopping companions and will do it again. Had afternoon tea at a gelati place which also has a branch on Glenferrie Rd. The do-it-yourself hot dark chocolate drink was good -- very chocolate but not at all sweet. As with the chocolate ball. My way to have chocolate. (What do I like more than Lindt's 70% Cocoa chocolate? Their 85% Cocoa chocolate.) The apricot champers ice-cream from Trampoline was good too. Discussed the work of Dorothy Rowe (particularly after I stopped calling her Deborah Rowe) whose great book on depression I am currently re-reading.
My Christmas present to myself was Ultraviolet. Great series. And I get to ogle Idris Elba all over again. (And Stephen Moyer is a bit of all right too.)
The morning was the office Christmas Party, so various folk went to the cafe at Readings on Glenferrie Rd and had a jolly time. Then mishymoocow and N and I went off to do some Christmas shopping in Richmond and then mishymoocow and I did the Chadstone Christmas shopping thing. Which was far from unbearably crowded.
mishymoocow and I decided we are great shopping companions and will do it again. Had afternoon tea at a gelati place which also has a branch on Glenferrie Rd. The do-it-yourself hot dark chocolate drink was good -- very chocolate but not at all sweet. As with the chocolate ball. My way to have chocolate. (What do I like more than Lindt's 70% Cocoa chocolate? Their 85% Cocoa chocolate.) The apricot champers ice-cream from Trampoline was good too. Discussed the work of Dorothy Rowe (particularly after I stopped calling her Deborah Rowe) whose great book on depression I am currently re-reading.
My Christmas present to myself was Ultraviolet. Great series. And I get to ogle Idris Elba all over again. (And Stephen Moyer is a bit of all right too.)