Fucking lockdowns..

Week three of another lockdown and I’ve started writing a work of kinda-fiction, because why not. Also part two of the months post, because the other one got stuck and I can’t be arsed fucking ’round with it when contining in a new one is, easier.

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Queen of the Hive

This months post will not be all about her but really, she’s pretty engaging: though I’ll use words like “Cute” and “Feisty” as descriptors for Amanda, she’s more complicated than that – the reason she’s central to the plot recently is that she’s central to the cleaning.

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“You’re a good boy..”

Maybe a tiny bit patronizing, sure, but she’s lovely: both supervisors love me, which is all that really matters when you’re boxed in a site with someone day in and out so really, the people I want to love me already do and the only ones who don’t are those I haven’t spent time with or the few boring ones who have no personality anyway – the grinners.

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No wait, hang-on, fuckit..

I’m still exhausted and it’s Monday tomorrow: maybe because I’ve not done anything yesterday or today dunno, but the school disco was on Friday afternoon so there’ll doubtless be even more work than usual.

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Goodbye Katoomba!

It’s genuinely too hot lately to give a shit and I figured out what I hate most about hot weather: you never, never get to just feel fresh for a day when it’s hot – the moment you wash yourself you’re sweating again and washing your clothes is almost pointless but you’ve still gotta do it to eliminate the filth and stink.

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Tis the season, so I’m told..

Never feels like it though, since there’s never any reason to pretend to be jolly when most other people actually are as I spend yet another christmas alone. As compensation of course, I had no qualms about spending over $900 on a personal upgrade as my christmas present with everything from a new smart watch and my favorite armani cologne to over a dozen new merino tops, bottoms, socks and underwear from macpac which genuinely did make me not care much about spending christmas day alone, smelling myself, rubbing myself and eating like a pig.

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No sleep for me..

I start work, cut groovy animals out of shrubs in the ex’s yard, start annoying my supervisor for more work and I dunno the month has only begun so this excerpt will be rewritten towards the end.

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I’ve got my job back bitches! 😝

I become re-employed by my last employer right as I finish-up at the nursery and begin carving pretty things out of wood again.

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When the world gives you dumb bunnies..

This starting new posts has always shat me: it’s just pft until I’ve actually started inhabiting the post with things and it’s started taking on a tone, so I’ll just stuff this dumb bunny into the featured image slot until I’ve got a proper one. A proper featured image, not a proper bunny. Sunday, 1st […]

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I’ll have my fuckin job back now!

There’s a pretty photo of a flowering ahhh mm I can’t remember the fuckers name because I’m not a plant nerd and quite content to remain that way, but Verity and many of the others are plant nerds and she loves this shrub: apparently various parts can and are used as an indigo dye. Thursday, […]

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