c and m

Today’s FoK is, apparently, pink.
Just saw a lady (I think) walk past wearing a (bright!) pink t-shirt, (tight!) pink hotpants (in a towelling type material), and (slight!) pink slip-slops.

I knew I should have worn my other pants today…

Oh noes!

Naked on Kloof [FB group, goggle] is closing.
Today.

This makes me very sad.

That is all.

On the recent spedition with A and R, we were discussing speditioning around Obs (since it’s my new hood and all…).
We came up with the idea of becoming gorilla street artists (like guerilla street artists, except we only stencil / sticker images of gorillas).
I’m considering extending our mandate to guerilla advertising vandalism.

Most mornings I jump into the Kwikspar to grab some foodstuffs.
By the milk fridge is an A4 ad (for some kind of sachet you plonk into water to “purify” it…) with the tagline:

Are you struggling to drink water?

followed by ad blurb drivel.
I want to slap a sticker over the bottom bit.
Something like:

Try using a “Cup” ©™®
Can even be used for other liquids!

That is all.

a bit mad.

from Andrew’s recent 35th birthday party…

Since Thursday last week, we have fed people Thai food every day.
And only one repeat dish - fried rice with bacon and green beans (and crispy garlic, of course).
Vintage curry doesn’t count.
Mostly the food was tasty.
This pleases me.

We’ve also had far too much gin and seen seven (7) groups of friends.

I like this kind of busy…

hmm.

i’ve kind of set myself a rule that i don’t work weekends (with the exception of saturday mornings when i’m at the shop) and after hours.
mostly because it’s a slippery slope.
easy to start, difficult to stop.

i’ve been wondering if i shouldn’t break this rule, though.
it would possibly make work during the week days less stressful by reducing the overall load.

the couple of things i’m working on at the moment are fixed, short term, so there is an end in sight.
i suspect, however, that there will always be some short term projects on the go and that the slide into weekend and evening worker bot will be all too easy.

so, in conclusion: i’d rather keep my free time free for me (and my parfait) and be stressed during the week.

hmm.

on the old fridge in the new house.
by parfait.

it says:

C0 E% 8
5 HOT GH RY

DR 4
QUX XZXX
BOCKY QUAD
YE5

The little crossy things in the top middle zone are tiny magenetic darts.

and it makes me happy.
and no that’s not a euphemism.
or is it?
no.

so, we’re in new house now - is cool.
literally.
it’s got that un-lived-in coldness. but we’re fixing that.
our departure from the snug happy place that is Doc and Eck’s was unfortunately marred by the evil that is burglary.

our stuff that’s gone is, of course, bigly overshadowed by the stuff that they lost (computers! two! fuck! buggery!), and even more by the fact that it seems like the insurance company won’t put out (bastards!), but we did lose stuff.
Jo lost her awesome leather jacket¹, I lost my groovy backpack², I lost my DS³ with The World Ends With You⁴ in it.

There were a few other tiny bits of luck, too.
I spent the day at Jo’s offices, so I had my laptop, my driver’s license and my main credit card with me (shop card and wallet⁵ were at house, though).
They left my favourite (old, film) camera, the Rolleiflex. Not exactly irreplaceable, but it would have been a real downer.
They also left the ipod mini⁶. Perhaps they didn’t like the electric blue colour?
Lastly, we left Jo’s office at 4 and were on our way back to Casa Evil, but decided due to traffic woes to stop off at the new house for a while. This made us miss either us interrupting them or them interrupting us. Yay.

Ho hum.

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1 - listed as “ladies fashion leather jacket” on the police report
2 - jansport. bog standard really, but i’ve had it for ages and i liked it lots.
3 - which (as some of you will know) is not my DS, but is my DS. it’s complicated.
4 - which I’d finished a few days earlier. hmm.
5 - thought missing, later found at house by EL.
6 - again with the it’s mine, it’s not, type stuff.

damn, i’m being bitchy today.

moaning about builders.
going over someone’s head to the boss (to get them slapped down).
whining to the rep about the installer (even though i’ve already whinged at the installer).

who’s next, motherfuckers?
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