op-shop score of the week.

six disneyland lps, in v.good condition, $3 for the lot.
the picture discs are from the early 80s, the rest from the early 60s.
colour me rapt.
from the wildlife victoria op-shop, heidelberg west.

lol, cats.

i like weird stories about weird cats.
the greatest thing i have ever heard of in my life lives (here)

i married some douche with a cheesy nickname.

oh that's life!, you never let me down.
payrate for this story: $300.
dear stoopid lady,
no, you didn't marry homer simpson.
you married some fuckwallet called brent simpson, who his mates oh-so-imaginatively nicknamed homer.
you marrying some snatchknicker with a shitty nickname does not an interesting story make.
it does, however, make for some damn fine lolz.
at your expense.
the end.

pick-tu-errs.

i've been caring for my 9-yr-old brother while our mum is in perth with our ailing nan.
last night, we did some fabric painting.
mine is on the grey fabric, his is on the red.

you sly bastards.

what the hell?
at international cakes in the cbd greek precinct, a choc waffle, slice of mud cake, and a coffee costs $16.
you wouldn't get away with that shit in sydney rd, fuckers!

neighbourhood cat watch.

our house is very popular with the local cats (we have three fluffybums inside).
this pretty lady has graced me with her presence the past two nights.
she is hungry, gobbling grits for two hours last night, and one hour tonight.
she is also a smudge/cuddle/playfight monster and a trying-to-get-in-the-house monster.
and i think she's pregnant? (her nipples are swollen and i can feel what i'm pretty sure is a cat-baby on the side of her belly)
+ tonight i noticed wetness around her nipples...she may be nesting!
i think i know what house she's from.
a house that has about $10k rudd-money worth of kids in it!
sadly enough, i think she may be the same cat from that house that gave birth to a litter in march.
people around here are too lazy and/or smacked-out to bother with desexing.
DON'T EVEN GET ME STARTED, BLOG.

someone who came to me in similar circumstances is mister-mister-bovista! (aka majide, pictured below on the left)
he turned up one night and strolled right inside, acting like he'd lived here forever.
i begged to differ, but he was quite insistant.
after a two month stay, he moved in with my mother (it took two months to convince her), where he has stayed, now desexed, healthy, and smitten with my 10-yr-old sister.

BFF.

brand new purchase of the week.

BEHOLD MY GLORIOUS CRABBY AM/FM SHOWER RADIO.
14.99 @ kmart northland.
he has only actually fulfilled his true role as a shower radio twice.
i mostly carry him around the house so i can listen to grouse shit like derryn hinch on 3AW in my lounge room.
so he's a multi-room-dwelling crab radio.
hooray!