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she's got herself some standards

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Yesterday I met Nova. Nova is a lyrebird, named for their lyre-shaped tail feathers but, in an astounding display of synchronicity (that works only in English), better known for being liars. Go figure. When I say I met him, I mean I watched him attempting to woo his lady lyrebird. I've never seen a lyrebird […]

it's all about the whimsy

seriously. wtf?

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I live on the third floor of an apartment block. There are no flats above me, no one in the block (to my knowledge) owns a cat, and I don't see how any neighbourhood cat could get to my balcony. Which is why I'm utterly at a loss to explain the BONES LITTERING MY BALCONY. […]

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normal schedule hopefully to resume soon(ish)

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Yesterday hit 39°C1 — and today hovered around 20°C2 and bucketing down. That's … quite a range for 24 hours. Ah Melbourne, city of extreme mood swings. No wonder I loff you so. I've been a bit silent/absent from the interwebs lately because of, well, because of all the work I'm drowning under, so forgive […]

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lions and tigers and bears, oh my

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Walked face-first into a spiderweb today. Always fun. Mind you, close up, the sound of my hair tearing free of the spider silk was rather spectacular. The minutes I then spent picking spider web off my face and peering frantically to make sure there wasn't a wolf spider in my hair or down my top, […]

it's all about the whimsy

search terms

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It's time for that always fun not-quite-a-meme, analysing the search terms that brought people to the site. STOP 0x0000007e (or some variant thereof) Ah, the dreaded blue screen of death. Sorry, people, I can't help you on this one, other than to say I share your pain. This is the BSoD error I'm getting lately, […]

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i've just examined my life and found it wanting

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The Pope, the evening news tells me, loved the koala. This is not particularly surprising — everybody loves the koalas. I have finished the small stuff on the copyedits, and have only the big-fix pass to go. This, of course, is the slower and more frustrating pass, as it forces me to dig ever deeper […]

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you're going where…?

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The deathmarch continues unabated. I have now abandoned all pretence of understanding the rules of grammar or syntax, the meaning of any given word in the english language, and indeed appropriate times to laugh or talk. Apparently you shouldn't indulge either impulse while you're alone. Who knew? Pshaw, I say. Friends and family are beginning […]

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melbourne: the duration

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Rufus: Unless you have already fallen under the power of Rufus, you will not understand THE AWESOME of this concert. I will content myself with the comment that watching grown men in dinner suits leaping and prancing and tumbling about the stage like sprained acrobats, or truckies given their first taste of choreography, while Rufus […]

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i should have been a pair of ragged claws

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Came home from work yesterday1 to find the invisible tree2 outside the eastern windows full of rainbow lorikeets. More precisely, one adult lorikeet, and a swarm of babies, all drunk on the goodness that is the invisible tree's seed pods. Wildlife that not only doesn't kill, maim, or harm you but is actually pretty and […]

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it's spider season

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They're everywhere. I can't walk two paces outside without stumbling into a web and devolving into panicked swipings at my head and back in a vain attempt to rid myself of the silk and (more to the point) any possible spider. This year it's little black and orange beggars everywhere. I can't remember if I've […]