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jeff

jeff

:: getting older :: the big star is falling :: last days of the sun ::
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Home, which means kittens and the infant and some running around before Part II of the horrible Andromeda Strain, woof, woof, rah, rah, rah.
"That's Amore!", for fuck's sake, though the penis-bearing contingent of blah-blah has made landfall, amid subdued celebration and lollipop.
No amount of tattooing can make up for how horribly dreadful is the moaning of Holly Smith waking up in the dirty fishless industrial river.
Despite my counting being imprecise, there is a hard limit to the number of times my wife will be able to call me: * an idiot; ** my father.
Yes! i found my favourite old made-from-paper blue hat, but i'm also safekeeping my daughter's spotty number, king! http://twitpic.com/x5hvr
Yes! i found my favourite old made-from-paper blue hat, but i'm also safekeeping my daughter's spotty number, king! http://twitpic.com/x5hvr
...today is my brother-in-law's birthday, which promises time travel, horrible Chinese takeaway food, noisy-noisy people, and general melee.
...brother-in-law'
i am feeling very low that after ten minutes my latest poxy little auction on trademe.co.nz has enjoyed zero views, so i'm turning to drink.
Steady rainshowers, in the shed, Cakekitchen: "/ and i don't know why everything takes so long / sometimes it seems such a waste of time /".
It's a dull day whose undertones i'm seeking to overcome with espresso, music, and Baci chocolates (with their inspiring little slip notes).
Love song: "...in the morning we'll wrestle / and ruin our stomachs with coffee / won't we be happy?", prompting me to go make espresso now.
This last day of annual leave brings gardening and painting and an unannounced-until-this-morning wife's-extended-family family event, grrr.
RT @pointthatthing: Archive of Flying Nun artwork & press on Flickr by Green Eyed Owl. http://www.flickr.com/photos... (hat tip: Simon Coffey of http://www.tallyho.co.nz)
i am feeling sufficiently bung-nee-broken that: i am going to attempt watching the remake of The Andromeda Strain, on commercial television.
Friday = showers from noon; Saturday = way-up sunny; Sunday = showers developing; Monday = back to work, i cannot believe it, back to work.
Some lifeforce has returned thanks to a clutch of non-negotiable domestic and infant-centered chores, and some dinner, and a clutch of beer.
Roofing, up on the roof, it was hot as a frying pan up there, and after drilling holes and banging nails the life has been sucked out of me.
Hooray 3 = somehow against all manner of insouciant arrogant incompetence, and with big help from Michael Hussey, Australia won the cricket!
One eye on the terrifyingly-captivating cricket test (go MEK Hussey!) and about to unleash the new drill against weatherboards on the house.
First of three coats of Sikkens super-treatment on the outside windows: a painful and tedious but way-overdue and necessary maintenance job.
Hooray 2 = i am getting into my supremely-comfortable and tough Hard Yakka overalls and getting up a ladder onto the roof for much of today.
Hooray 1 = the hardware store nearby is going out of my bran,d so i replaced my tired old battery drill with a new super-duper, for 25% off.
Gearing up for a big day around the house: builder's bog, Sikkens wood preservative, gardening, and the push-mower = more coffee first, now.
A big bag of freshly-roasted coffee beans is helping me turn the corner to see the funny side of summer running out and work coming back in.
Interesting listening to Noelle McCarthy talk with Gina Barreca on cultural safety and dangers of ghastly Twilight books = http://www.radionz.co.nz/podcast...
@kittenypentland @socialspace --- probably because i'm anti-Facebook, i come in at 64% addicted to Twitter http://theoatmeal.com/quiz... from @outmeal
Yes: sunshine, test cricket, chirping birds, light winds, neighbour's whizzy machine, light duties, beer, and a steadily-growing apple tree.
@sherod ...please stay! == don't leave us here without your consistently-rich goodness, wisdom, humour, humanity, contributions, everything.
Stupid noisy badly-tuned horrible car the infant referred to as "a horrible sound" ended up being a Magnum-PI-style Ferrari, in Sandringham!
Reviewing a couple of papers for an upcoming conference, while keeping a nervously-watchful eye over Phillip Hughes in the SCG cricket test.
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