January 2019: Tortas Portuguesa πŸ’

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Tuesday, 1st January 2019

I’ve never given two shits about new year, and see it as not much more than another excuse for alcoholics to drink themselves stupid, though alcoholics don’t need an excuse any other time so I can’t imagine how the changing-over from one year to the next holds any legitimate weight as an additional cause for celebration, though I guess NYE gives alcoholics a chance to not feel so sad and sick and woeful because so many other people are drinking themselves into stupidity too.

But, while some people spent the day nursing a hangover from drinking away what little brain cells they might’ve had, and others no doubt made a song and dance about dumpy besties with drooping facial expressions to secure their free baby-sitting services, that beautiful torta portuguesa didn’t drink at all last night and didn’t spend the day trying to impress people into doing shit for her: she had a new year’s Nintendo get together with friends instead ?

How gorgeous is that ?

Thursday, 3rd January 2019

Speaking of gorgeous, though two days later and more of an animal-related aside, a couple of weeks ago Tais tells me they have wild monkeys where she lives, and of course I immediately told her I was jealous – we’ve got nothing as smart as a monkey here, only Possums, Koalas and Kangaroo and they’re dumb as house-bricks.

Today she’s out for lunch when she decides to take a photo of some of these pest-level primates and does, though you can barely make out the monkey in the photo below, because they’re fast little fuckers apparently..

Right in the middle is the little head, in that fork of the tree πŸ™‚

A quick google search revealed the animal in question is the Common Marmoset, along with a much more visible sample photo of the creature..

Not only are these monkeys much less ugly than chimpanzees and similar primates, they’re tiny – just a few inches tall – as the photo above illustrates: that’s a regular cockroach the monkey is eating, and even being a larger roach it still shows how minuscule they are ?

Why, at seven inches they’re no bigger than my dick, which is probably why they’re still eating grubs and grunting while I’m using advanced technology to describe how adorable they are ?

Imagine families of monkeys scampering up and down trees, raiding your kitchen and pulling your garbage apart.

All we have here in town are mangy stray cats and the odd sick looking possum.

Saturday, 5th January 2019

My god, there’s a documentary on about rediscovering the tyrannosaurus rex: could any show possibly be cooler.

I was obsessed with dinosaurs as a kid..

.. and there’s how they would’ve looked ?

? ?

Sunday, 6th January 2019

Okay now I’ve updated my resume and spammed it out to several places, after updating with the current work I’m doing and with police and working with children clearances attached.

I’ve only applied for more cleaning jobs, but they pay money so I don’t care, though I’m too good for cleaning work, and grow very bored very quickly having to clean the same places every day. Why, it’s only been a few weeks I’ve been cleaning my current site and already yeah.. it’s not the changing bins or cleaning toilets you object to about cleaning: you get used to those and in government or office buildings, staff keep their toilets very clean anyway because they have to use them I guess.

It’s the boredom, the routine, the same thing every day and although I’m no adventurer I sure as fuck don’t want to condemn myself to another 2 years of doing exactly the same thing every day of the week. Sure you can create a bit of variation for yourself by changing the order in which you do things each day, but usually that just results in the clean taking longer than it needs to while if you stick to doing tasks in the same order, you get it done quicker but it just makes you farken grooooan each day knowing you’ve gotta do that, then that, then that and that and that before that.. a fuckin monkey could do shit like that, and I’m significanlty more intelligent than a monkey.

I’ve gotta get something to eat. Eggs and toast, maybe. Or some that wanky “cafe style” raisin toast.

Speaking of wanky cafes, the one in the building I’m currently cleaning has got to have without doubt the laziest, grubbiest staff you’ll ever see: for all the uppity over-priced shit they sell and the up-themselves staff (who are no more than waiters and waitresses and have absolutely no place being that conceited given they work in a common as shit minimum wage job making less money than even *I* do), that cafe is filthy, every day. Crumbs on the tables still, food mushed into the hard floor around the seating areas, coffee rings and splashes on everything and none of them ever seem to clean any of it themselves.

I’ve been covering there since the end of 2015, and from the very first day when Mario did his little walkthrough and explained what our contract covers he told me the entire cafe area – from the big chalkboard stand-up sign onwards – is not in our contract and is the cafes leased area to clean and their responsibility.

They do not clean it though, and although I don’t have to I end up spot-mopping lines of dribbled drink and shit that’s been walked across the floor simply because they’re too fuckin useless and it makes the place look bad.

It irritates me that the staff at that cafe have no sense of pride in their own cafe, to the point there’s chocolate still smeared on tables from the night before, every day when I go in and clean, fuck I’ve even vacuumed-up dead cochroaches around the cafe floor and seats, yet you go in there and ask for coffee and they act like they’re part of some upper-class elite.

Lazy arseholes and stuck up bitches is all they are, all boiled down, and their coffee sucks.

Dead cochroaches, I mean fuck even *I* don’t have cochroaches in my kitchen, and they’re meant to be running a classy commercial food establishment.

Eggs and toast. Fuck the wanky cafe raisin shit.

My kind of day though: a blanket of mist has finally swallowed the town again, and there’s a cool, moist breeze to move the air around.

Friday, 11th January 2019

Yesterday was the last day of the contract with the Cultural Centre here in town, but since I’ve been cleaning it the next morning to avoid those stinking hot afternoons we’ve been having, I went up a few hours ago at sunrise to do the last clean.

Upon arriving, I find the new cleaners had already cleaned the place last night, mostly, but a walkthrough showed fingerprints on all the entry doors glass, the chrome on the bins in the main area not wiped and a few other things, but barely anything to do really, so I go outside to the observation area and spot this old hippie dood rummaging through the goodwill charity bins in the carpark below..

Everytime I’m in town I see this guy no matter what time of day it is and he’s always picking through other people’s garbage: I cannot imagine why anybody would spend their days doing that.

Like always the “Gallery Cafe” was unswept, unmopped and the tables only partly wiped so there were still biscuit crumbs all around the place, slops of spattered coffee and other goo on the floor and smeared food and coffee rings still on some tables.

Since all I had to do was wipe the fingermarks of the entryway glass doors and pickup a few bits last nights cleaners had missed on the carpet when they vacuumed, I swept the cafe floor anyway, then left an hour early because there’s no point hanging around an extra hour with nothing to do, then went back up with Mario to help him clear out the cleaners cupboard of the companies equipment.

Wednesday, 16th January 2019

I’ve decided to start smoking drugs again, though not in dealable quantities.

Life is simply too un-inspiring without.

I’m also starting to increasingly panic about the fact that I will not have the $500+ I need to pay for this site and with no money to pay the bill it will be suspended, then deleted in about 8 weeks.

No point writing this even, if it’s going to be gone soon but I’m at the library with nothing to do here anyway so I may as well.

I want to go back into the forest to find Guido again.

I want to build a log cabin to live in.

I want a woman who’s worth the effort.

I want a child so my biological drive to reproduce will shuddup.

But wanting those things isn’t much good when you’re intelligent enough to realize that no matter how people try to distinguish themselves from others, no matter how people go out of their way to exert that they’re original, awesome-special snowflakes they’re simply the same species doing the same shit humans have done since they crawled out of some swamp millions of years ago.

Being highly intelligent isn’t a reason in itself to do anything – just a mechanism that makes it easier to get to an end result – and while society generally spurns intelligent people who don’t use their abilities to their fullest as a “waste of potential”, plenty of intelligent people are just too intelligent to give a shit: Nobody survives life and the idea people spend so much time trying to impress those around them or trying to leave some kind of imprint on the world to show they existed.. well it’s pretty fucking silly when only a tiny handful of people ever give a shit when someone dies – regardless who they are.

The idea of greatness is a human affectation that’s delusional at best: why spend so much time being driven to achieve when ultimately you’re just going to die and rot like everyone else?

Even historical figures are usually only genuinely, personally missed by a handful of family and friends – the rest of the world only know the public image and most have never even met the actual human behind it.

Tais just told me today’s entry is deeply sad, though I didn’t actually write it with any level of sadness: indeed, I was influenced by a distinct lack of emotion when I tapped-out today’s update, and only did that much because I was cooling down in the libraries air-conditioning and had a few minutes to kill.

Hell I didn’t even edit the typoes out until just now.

And like that.. relaxation is just a phone call away..

God it smells too ?

Saturday, 27th January 2019

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