I spent the weekend playing card games and UpWords at Teh Pat. We sat on the porch (sans swinging chair) and ate toasted "rustic" bread rolls with magnificent toppings of savoury delight. How good was the weather? We were out there in t-shirts, yo! T-shirts! I'm feeling so ebonic right now and I don't know why. When that wasn't happening I was ( Read more... )

I'm all for long weekends in which nothing more stressful than driving to friends' places is done. I've been fed soup, Mexican, meatballs and banana bread (anyone would think they were trying to fatten me up for slaughter), played board games and watched movies. I bought a suit. I'm six episodes into season 1 of Community... and my sleeping ( Read more... )

Went down to Teh Pat over the weekend and had a really restful time, yet I seem to have done a fair amount. Phillip Island has a chocolate factory. There's a dinky little tour you can go on (for a pretty penny) with a whole bunch of engineering toys revolving around chocolate. You can play with toy trains. There's a maze toy with a chocolate ball ( Read more... )

For some reason I've found myself waking up at 4:xx in the morning. It's quite annoying. It usually takes until about 5:45 until I get to sleep again. Perhaps I should keep a handy hammer by the bedside to knock myself out with ( Read more... )

It's been a surprisingly good day. I say that now before it all goes bad. That's the way karma works, right?

I had nummy, nummy Japanese with treefern for lunch. I have spread all sorts of lies about all of you to her. She's like a sponge, that woman ( Read more... )

One of these days I'm going to rest. There are just too many things to do in December ( Read more... )

What I'm hoping is that it's all a mistake, that the property I was to look at today but which was mysteriously not has not been sold after one solitary day of public viewing the day before. That would be quite harsh indeed and might cause me to wonder how long I will be staying at my parents' house before I have the opportunity to even bid on an ( Read more... )

Yay! I'm not as bad a friend as I thought I was ( Read more... )

I'm feeling a mite sad. This inelegant way of phrasing how I'm feeling sounds like stage one of the grieving process. Some very good friends of mine are moving away from good ole Melbourne, off to the arid climes of Adelaide. So instead of a five minute drive away they'll be an hour flight (and a two hour drive) away. Sure, this move thing doesn't ( Read more... )

I'm thinkin' if people arrive at my place at 6ish we can begin the festivities? Thoughts?