Warning: This Halloween post contains some freaky shit. And swears. Due to the freaky shit. Am I a witch? Doubtful. I’m shitscared of spiders. Although… I am a cat person. I can only think of one weird thing that I do in the way of witchy superpowers and it’s really stupid and you won’t think it’s a superpower at all; sometimes…
Tag: you can’t be serious
I’m Doing CrossFit and Haven’t Died Yet.
So one stinking hot summer morning back in January, obviously suffering from heatstroke, I signed up for an 8 week CrossFit challenge. As I said in my last post, I’d been trying for years to get my fitness back but for various reasons it wasn’t really working. Week One: Saturday morning rocked up at Urban Energy Fitness for registration and weigh-in….
An Open Letter To Our Dumbass Leaders.
To Queensland Premier Annastacia Palaszczuk, Environment Minister Greg Hunt, Prime Minister Malcolm Turnbull, the coal industry, Satan, and anyone else who seems to think this is a good idea, I can’t believe I have to sit here and write this letter. As taxpayers we place a lot of trust in you, our leaders, to speak…
Dropped It Cos It Was Hot.
Please note: For the duration of this post I shall be mostly referring to the general buttocks area as “ASS” rather than the correct Australian slang of “ARSE” because it somehow just seems more appropriate. My mad awesome friend Jenny is currently doing pole dancing classes and while we were round her place for dinner…
Still Not A Journal. 