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No wait, hang-on, fuckit..

Sunday, 1st March 2020 1:49 PM I’m still exhausted and it’s Monday tomorrow. Maybe I’m exhausted because I’ve not done anything yesterday or today – maybe not – but the school disco happened on friday afternoon so there’ll be even more work to usual I’m sure. Whatever anyway, I’ve come into town to buy coffee […]

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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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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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Cold as ice again, finally🐧

Now I have to get a photo of some frost or snow by the end of the month for a fitting Featured Image, and it’s true too: as the temperature drops throughout winter there comes a point where late afternoons are bearable outside only when you’re in the sun – the moment the sun starts […]

Deixe os cΓ£es dormentes πŸ•

While walking back from town ther other day, I come across this baby dog running around the middle of the road. The puppy ran up to me, I was dumb enough to pat her and here we are: in my unit together. Very irresponsible thing to do for an ordinary, common-as-shit kelpie pup.

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Outing #53: Forwards we go? 🍎

We’ve just been over to the new neighbours place, another young chick who has been abandoned by another badly matched male she shouldn’t have bred with, so she and her toddler are discovering the utopia of single parent living.

Outing #52: “Yes” πŸ’•

Alrighty now .. gunna get on top of this shit today because everything’s shut so I’ll have nothing to distract me.

The birdman cometh

Whatever you know, read it and find it. I’ve been off centre for weeks and need to go back to the rainforest. So far this week I’ve lost both my bank card and photo id and probably should care more than I do, but I’m feeling myself recentre so whatever πŸ™‚

Outing #47: We knew there’d be another ..

As long as I don’t have a home I can go to for some kind of privacy, the outings will happen: surrounded by people all day while I’m in town, the rainforest is the most privacy I get, period.

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Outing #46: Last outing, for now.

A pigeon already cursed with ugliness gets mowed down by a tourist who denies doing it, seven cockatoo set karma right though, I mouth-feed one of them and .. you know this post spans a full fortnight – I cannot condense that much into an excerpt.. 14,531 words this week and counting.

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