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Adoption Certificate for Nellie, the Daily Thread numbat (with thanks to @Catfish)
I gave my 5 year old niece a kazoo
Satan calls me for ideas
My mother in law gave our 5 year old a very loud toy WHISTLE... sounds like you mix in the same circles π€£ πΏ
The last time I bought USD cash from the bank I walked in, spoke to the teller who hooked me up and I was out within maybe 4 minutes including them going to get the cash for me.
Today I was directed to take a seat as if I was there to apply for a home loan and nearly 50 minutes later was walked to a back 'office' and sat down like I was applying for a home loan, had to verify my email address, phone number and then verify via the mobile app that I was indeed sitting in front of someone at the bank, then re-state what I wanted. The guy went and got a single form for me to sign stating they're giving me 4 x $20 and 2 x $10 notes, then quizzed me about what I do for a job and about my large savings account and what I'm saving up for, and I said no I'm not looking for a home loan right now, then he just walked me to the teller which I'd been sitting next to who had been there with no line in front of her for the entire time I was there and she sold me the cash. I very rarely complain but I complained and remained obviously angry that this was taking so long during my entire chat with the guy in his little office but he still felt it was a good idea to give me a little quiz rather than just sell me the fucking piddly $100 cash I came in for.
CommBank, you fucking SUCK now.
Good night everyone and welcome to our newest member, BunnyPeeler. π
I made a choc ripple cake for my man coz he been working hard lately. I'm gonna top it with crushed Maltesers because he gave me the idea.
Morning all! Bunny Peeler has been discovered in a kind of nest against the fence, made from a hollow between the fence and some grassy orchid-like flowering plant. It's hard to get to (hidden behind a rose and a geranium) and looks like they've been living in there for a while, munching on violet leaves and such (the hollow is well worn).
So I was cleaning my teeth when I heard this odd sound of water glugging in the shower.
Turn around to see Zooks with her fluffy bum hovering over the drain, pissing down it.
Saves on the scooping, I suppose...
So the Man and I are on the same page - if I get a week off, I'm going to Japan! Now just need a new job... interview tomorrow, please loads of positive energy!
One of my neighbours is having a hard time.
They're been playing 'Nothing Compares to you' the Sinead version, for like 40 minutes now.
I had to buy a few things from the supermarket, it's a minefield of really really bad food/snacks. I was strong, only good food and necessities were bought. At home now having afternoon coffee, with skim milk , and some peanut butter toast.
Vintage LPs have been bought, more Peter Cook and Dudley Moore and some music. π
I need to wash some dishes but canβt do that while also lying down in bed.
Iβm sure you understand the difficulty.
I need to unpack the dishwasher and have a shower but I am sitting on the couch. Its definitely a conundrum
Gym before work. Urghhhhhh
I used to do that but then I'd be wiped out and wrecked for the entire day.
For me exercise can only happen if I have nothing else left to do afterwards!
I just can't be fucked after work. And I figure, why should work get the best of me?
And HERE is my Catch-22 π
I'm so tired but it's the nice kind of tired. Maybe it's the happy chemicals from the gym this morning.
Looking forward to smashing some guitar. It's been a while since I've been so keen on playing. I usually write with piano and bass then add guitar, but it's nice to just play without trying to make something out of it.
Practising singing isnt going too bad. I can feel/hear that I'm out of shape. Too much breath to reach certain notes. Gets better with practice though.
Looking for my glasses ??? They are on my face. π
I am more movicol than man.
Get some pear nectar into you. Warm it if you need a fast result, cold tastes better if you just need a helping hand.
Are you getting enough fluids and fibre during the day? If it's due to medication then you gotta up those fluids and fibres.
Yeah it's medication that's doing it. I eat a fair bit of fibre but probs could drink more water.
I'm hoping it settles soon because it's a slight alteration of meds.
I'm more movicol than man
I'm now resigned to the can
Sweat beads upon my forehead
My time is utterly torrid
Here on this throne of porcelain
Oh Lord I swear I'm tryin
Answer the prayers of this mere man
Straining upon this off-white can
Shout out to my main man Archimedes who just helped me pull a bunch of deep steel stakes outta the ground. Getting a new veg patch so old one has to go.
Bashed the shit out of the first one with a hammer and wiggled it like a caveman, came out eventually and whilst cathartic wasn't ideal was a bit of (rave alert) a Dustup. So Archi came to the rescue.
Basically screwing the stake into a long bit of wood using the ground as a fulcrum and lift.
Morning all!
So does Sammi want chicken breast cut up into pieces by my own fair hands?
No, she wants Aldi pouch food. π€¦π»ββοΈ
You've gotta pretend it's for you, then she'll want it.
It doesn't look pretty with the Maltesers but I tell you what it works.
I think every cop in Melton and surrounds including the serious suit wearing types are at Woodgrove shopping centre in Melton and they have a whole entrance taped off. Wouldn't be surprised to hear something on the news if it isn't already.
A sixteen year old has been stabbed. He is deceased. Very sad.
Ok I love hearing stories about how people met their partners! So how did the partnered people among us meet their SOs? :)
I had worked at my old job for 6 years and was an operations and billing consultant; he joined as a temp in the call centre. Xmas Party was coming up and all us permanent staff petitioned to have the temps join the party too, as they were initially excluded. But my team/department wanted to show them how much we appreciated their help so we won.
Him and I had a bunch of drinks at that party, and he invited me back to his place in Rezza; as it was on my line too (Epping) I said yep... Stayed the night lol. We were FWB for a few months, but we both caught feelings and have been together since Jan 2019
Typical ~~love~~ lust at first sight. We met at the Left Bank in East Fremantle and carried on through the night dancing and drinking, we hooked up.. and never looked back. Nearly 30 years ago.
He is one of my best friendβs husbandβs best friends. Weβve been to dinners together and what not for 7+ years and always admired each other but it wasnβt until early last year that I was out with my friend and was all βsooβ¦ howβs xx?β, we set up a dinner for the four of us and finally swapped numbers.
On OKC back before it was shit. Ludicrously high match percentage, and no deal breakers. Didnβt anticipate anything serious because of his age, but thatβs fine. Met for a drink where it turned out we had mutual friends, had been at many of the same events and just not crossed paths somehow. I informed him he was an imp who would probably flirt with a telegraph pole. Couple of days later he came over to watch my Making of the Dark Crystal doco. We didnβt. Oops, it turned serious after all πΊ
My sister and his brother were living together so the first time we met was in their flat I think.
Welp, I couldnβt get the Kylie pre-sale tix. They seem to have sold out rather quickly. Will try again next month.
Jesus Christ Iβm glad to be done for the day
Much sads. Lost my GrumpyCat brooch
I have a co-worker who basically used me to trauma dump about her past abusive relationship. Now she's being very cryptic with another co-worker, saying things like, "I've been publicly humiliated" or when she went to meet with her ex after they had been no longer together for a year, "I'm in trouble". She met with him to see if she was over him but she was still in contact with him the whole time (because she believed he was her soulmate).
I honestly feel like she's just looking for a reaction now and she's got some growing up to do. Yes, she's had a shitty experience and I think I've acknowledged that to her. But ultimately, this is her life and she can decide what she wants to do. The whole thing is ridiculous and I'm sick of hearing about it.
It's not fun being someone else's emotional garbage can. They dump stuff on you so they can be rid of it themselves.
That having been said, I reckon the 'soulmate' meme is fairly damaging to both participants, although it does allow someone to project all the virtues in the bible onto a partner who probably can't sustain that level of expectation, particularly if young. But that is just my opinion. Gordon Lightfoot's song If You Could Read My Mind being a fairly harsh illustration of how it feels to be the recipient of unrealistic expectations.
FLAAAAAN
Went for a walk, checked out pet barn, got some coffees, a brownie, a Portuguese tart, and a big sanga, and spent the arvo chilling out.
Lovely day for it too.
It's such a beautiful sunny warm day, seems a shame to waste at home. And I think I need some sun and to get out.
Iβm getting so sick of people, particularly the special units. Dreaming of being left the fuck alone.
(Not you guys, weβre cool.)
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