*The post formerly known as ‘That time I got tricked into proofreading spam, then ripped off by Upwank’. ** **PLEASE NOTE: Names have been changed for entertainment and frustration venting purposes***. ***There’s quite a bit of venting. And venty language: Parental Language Warning. (That means you Mum.) So back in April I read a post on Bloglovin’ which mentioned…
Tag: writering
Depression is a LYING SCUMBAG.
Just in case the title wasn’t obvious enough, this is not my usual kind of post. No amusing stories or pretty pictures or even toilet humour… well there will be some pictures as I can’t seem to help myself. There are also some swears. Not very many, but enough. It’s something I’ve felt the need to write about for…
Dear Lobsters…
Not a sponsored post, but I sure am plugging stuff in it. Guess what? I won a blogging award! The best one, in my opinion – a Liebster, which is a big warm I likeses you from fellow bloggers and makes me feel all gooey. I was first nommed by Half A 1000 Miles –thanks Huffy!- with whom I fell instantly…
Nothing Says “Summer” Like A Maggot Rodeo!
Storm season started weeks ago – I’ve already told you about how lightning blew up one of our trees back in September – and it feels like summer’s cranking, even though it only just officially started today. We’ve already had a record October with temperatures in the mid 30s. (Celsius.) (ie around 95F.) (In the middle of spring!) When the mercury climbs in…
On This Day…
I’ve been working my way through this enormous book for the past ten months called The Assassin’s Cloak. It sounds like a badass historical thriller, but is actually an anthology of badass diary entries. From the 1660s to the 1990s, grouped together for every day of the year. There’s all kinds of shit going down – 25 January 1851 Leo Tolstoy wakes up…
What Cheesed Me Off Today: The Shortlist.
On certain days, this being one of them, many many things cheese me off (for non-Aussies this means piss me off / otherwise irritate the shit out of me). And before you ask, no I have NO idea what being pissed off has got to do with cheese. Unless you are George Constanza and you eat…
My Secret Drawer.
It was Secret Drawer Week on Triple J brekkie this week. I loved it! People called in every day with tales of letters, poems and other touching testaments to teenage love dug out of drawers, shoeboxes, and the deepest hidden crevices of their hearts. Sometimes they were the crusher, other times the crushee, but they all had fond (eventually – after varying periods of acute…
The World Returns: Sunrise.
After the clouds arrived and my star trails got mucked up I sat in the hireclunker out of the wind for an hour and lay in wait for dawn. I’m not a morning person so while I’ve seen hundreds of sunsets I’ve seen relatively few sunrises. Usually when I’m travelling, working early shifts, or feeding very young…
Watching the World Turn: Sunset. (Vlamingh Head, WA)
End of Day 3. I very nearly did miss the sunset! Squealed out of the Turquoise Bay carpark (literally, thanks to that bloody fanbelt) at 5 past 5 then floored it the 45km back to Vlamingh Head, slowing down for the odd kangaroo. I hooned up the hill to the lighthouse, pulled over in a shower of…
Kodak Moments Part 1: Sticky Fingers.
Belaaaated Mum’s Day post. This time it was almost entirely not my fault as we changed internet providers and somehow ended up without any internet for over two weeks! On a positive side we’ve got the next month of access free. Yay! For Father’s Day every year I make J a card with my favourite…
GNU Sir Terry.
The irreplaceable Sir Terry Pratchett passed away last week. As was completely appropriate for one of the world’s most prolific storytellers, the news was published on his twitter account as a three-parter. I can’t remember when I started reading him… I think I steered clear for ages because I thought his Discworld series was pure high fantasy, and high…
Island Time.
Island Time: The time vacuum created by the ocean’s presence. Similar to stoner’s time, everything moves nice and slow. Yup, that’s me. Ssslllooooowwww. Merry *belated* Christmas! Hope you had a great one, and built some kickarse sandcastles on the big day… or kickass snowmen, depending on your hemisphere. Or even just enjoyed some non-denominational time off. Peace! …
Still Not A Journal. 