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Wednesday Nov 25, 2009

I got bored of my old theme and updated. It’s simple but I like it. (And if you do not like it and leave a comment saying so I will totally cut you.) (I’m scared of knives but I give a wicked chinese burn.)

Amazingly when I updated the template I didn’t delete my blog entirely/send out the address to everyone in my company directory/break the internet. And yes, these things are possibilities when I attempt to use my mad skillz to do coding.

Yesterday I had a good day, and today is also going well. So that’s two decent days in a row where I don’t fear for a mental breakdown. This is a good thing. Hopefully it was just a bad few weeks and things are a-okay.

Plus this weekend I’m catching up with Adam for breakfast, and then Beth and DJ for afternoon beers and ribs. Beer and ribs on a sunny Sydney day is heaven. Especially when I can do it wearing a maxi dress. That has no defined waist line.

That’s right ladies and gentleman, it IS crazy that I’m single.

I’ve discovered that Poppy has fleas. How in earth she got these considering she hasn’t played, with let alone been near another cat in 6 months, or been outside (actually that just sounds awful) and yet still has them?

This means……….bath time. I’m scared. I’m a firm believer that cats, like vagina’s, are self cleaning (single handed most disgusting yet true thing I’ve ever said) so I’ve never bathed any of my pet cats before. Plus, George was feisty, and Lily would probably have let me bath her but then smothered me in my sleep later, so I’ve just never been game.

But Poppy? Although I think I’d end up looking like this guy I think they’d just be surface wounds.

As an aside, seriously, click through on the link above especially if you don’t live in Australia. I fucking love a country where one of the emblems on the coat of arms (a kangaroo and an emu) tries to kill both a pet dog and its owner. And the dude who gets mauled (and has some wicked scratch marks) just says, “I don’t think I’ll ever be able to watch Skippy quite the same.”

It’s like shark attack victims in Australia, theytypically are these laidback surfers and will blithely mention that they just smacked it in the face as it was trying to take off their leg until it stopped. And that they plan to get back in the water tomorrow.

I know it’s not all Australians, but the stereotypes of Australia and its inhabitants do exist and I bloody love them for it.

Anyway, apparently it’s “Leave Work on Time” day today (as well as White Ribbon Day –  good cause) so since I start at 7 this means that my home time should be oooh, an hour ago. So I might head home at 4 and have an early mark.

Ps : I want to do a lot of my Christmas shopping online, specifically and Please let me know if you have any favourite stores or items that you love on there that I could use for inspiration?



Knives scare you, but you seriously consider bathing your cat?!?!

Could I gently suggest a topical spot-on as a first line of attack? Like Frontline or Advantage. Granted if it’s a hardcore infestation you may need to go down the blood-letting/bath route, but given that cat scratches bloody hurt and scar and shit…

November 25th, 2009 | 4:58 pm

Yeah, Miz, it’s a very valid point actually 🙂

I’ve used flea collars, and the drop thingys and flea powder and they never worked on her. But then she was outdoors then and hanging with other cats.

I think maybe I’m just a bit bored, suppose there are smarter ways to get un-bored though 🙂

November 25th, 2009 | 5:20 pm
Mr. Guinness:

Like the new format,…sort of an Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” theme.
I just don’t matter where you are, ribs and beer anywhere in the world is good,…and speaking of characters I do believe we have our share of “memorable folks” up here,….but why does youre water go backwards down the drain in Australia? 🙂

November 26th, 2009 | 12:56 am

I like the new format! Bathing cats is never a fun experience. I suggest those heavy duty up to the shoulder rubber gloves that cattle ranchers use to stick their hands up the cows backside. Along with a goalie mask and 5 layers of clothes she can’t possibly scratch through.

November 26th, 2009 | 7:46 am

Alec – Thanks Alec, it is Hitchcock-esque but without all of the horror and suspense 🙂

And I have no idea whatsoever about the differences in the water draining weirdness for the southern hemisphere. I mean does it switch the other way once you hit the equator?

Suvvy – Thanks kitten. I’m trying to make Adam help me, we’re having breakfast and I figure for the pleasure of my company he can help. Or at least take photos once I’m battered and bloodied.

November 26th, 2009 | 10:44 am I cannot tell you how much money I have spent on this site, but it is probably four figures.

November 26th, 2009 | 9:20 pm
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