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Idle. Sometimes bone idle. Trying to write fiction, intermittently.
Back home in Adelaide after years in Canberra. Still trying to settle in. Still looking for the right chap too.

Some days have too much stuff happening in them and my brain switches off. Today has turned out to be one of them. Reckon I'll go offline soon to decompress.

Incidentally, I'm toying with the idea of migrating to another instance. Recommendations welcome.

Replaced my old stereo today because it had started being temperamental, complaining about there being no tape when I was pressing 'play' on the CD bit, taking a dislike to certain CDs, switching to AM radio when I was trying to switch it off, that sort of thing.

I had high hopes for the new stereo. Sadly, I'll have to take it back to the shop because it's a heap of crap. It refuses to play CDs at all. Not an improvement, even if it does simplify matters.

So I'll have to wrestle the bloody thing into town, by bus. Maybe not tomorrow. Friday will do. I'll ruin Friday with this stuff.

Not only have the people who don’t understand jokes™️ have arrived but the “What aboutism” crowd to make you feel like shit for not considering every single scenario have also made an appearance.
On bus number 7, with luggage. Suspect I'll miss the connection to bus number 8. I have luggage. A couple of occy straps could revolutionise my life right now.
The bus should be here now. Of course it isn't. I want to meet whoever decided to switch off real-time data for the not-holidays and subject him (it will be a bloke, let's face it) to public sarcasm.
The thing is, there's other stuff I need to get done this week - I thought I could do it all at once but I've screwed up the logistics. I'll have to have more stollen to keep my strength up.
Horror of horrors - I need to go home, dump this stuff, and come back into town. Basically, I've run out of hands.
Still think the high point of me having the lowest level of celebrity it’s possible to have was that woman who came up to me in a bar once and said “No offence, right, but you look like Bethany Black.”
Changed buses at Paradise. First bus to town filled up - I let it go, thinking I could easily wait for the one due in 5 minutes. Grabbed a drink from the machine. A bus not shown on the display turned up before I could open it. Speeding past Walkerville now. If only I were in the mood for uncertainty.
RT @XSovietNews
This year has taught us that a surprising number of people are unable to recognise that invading your neighbour is wrong.