Monthly Archives: April 2007

On Hiatus

For a while. We’ll be back.

Thanks for visiting; take care etc.


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Yes, She’s Lovely

She’s not perfect.

Bad kitty

But she’s lovely.


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On Saturday 7th – in fulfillment of a long-held ambition – I went out to the Lort Smith Animal Hospital cattery and adopted a beautiful 10-week old black and white medium-haired domestic kitten. I named her Nada Zero.

(Anniversarial moment of silence for Sammy the dog.)

Nada Zero

I couldn’t take her home straight away, though. She had to be spayed the following morning. She was then slated to star in my Easter Sunday post.

But overnight she came down with flu, and ended up having to spend a further week in the hospital.

I was finally able to bring her home on Monday night.

Then on Tuesday, she vanished. We concluded she must have run away – probably via the back door, which doesn’t always close properly in wet weather.

I made up a bunch of posters and stuck them up around the place, and doorknocked our nearest neighbours. No one had seen her.

Lost kitten sign

Later that evening, whilst I was on the phone to Freakley in our living room, she reappeared shyly and miraculously from the kitchen next door.

She’d been hiding the whole time under a fitted kitchen cupboard, accessible via a gap between the oven and said cupboard. We blocked off the gap with a blanket.

Oven, blanket, cupboard

She then proceeded to spend most of Wednesday hiding under the futon couch.

Nada under the futon couch

But today she seems to be feeling a bit more at home.

Nada drinking

We’d made her a bed out of some blankets and a cardboard box, and she’s coming round to it.

Nada in bed

She’s lovely.

Nada's face


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I Got A Mail Yesterday Asking If I Was Still Alive

Inspired partly (I think) by the lack of updates here.

The answer is yes.

Life has been a bit chronzonic since Easter.

Amid concerns that my cohabitant and partner in Arts dropoutdom Jaye de Koan and I have begun drifting into the arena of the unwell, and improbable amounts of time spent Googling idly on phrases like “total lack of focus” and “completely stuffed up my life”, I have found myself contemplating joining the French Foreign Legion doing a Certificate III in Disability Care, because this would guarantee me 15 hours of work a week in my capacity as a casual Attendant Carer – a job which involves things like pulling down quadraplegics’ pants for them, waiting in their living rooms for two hours whilst they take a dump, then pulling their pants back up again, and taking profoundly uncommunicative 55-year-old longterm-institutionalized schizophrenics for walks to McDonalds.

In the end I decided against it.

But I did make a resolution to get up at 7:30am every weekday, and set a rule that I cannot log onto the ‘puter or smoke a second cigarette until I’ve been to the gym.

It’s come to this, etc.

But I’m still alive.

In happier news, I met one of my local art heroes last week. Her name is Danielle Freakley. She is, amongst other things, a mobile art gallery and human quote generator.

She contacted me after I rather rudely put her epic, surreal Neurocam application online, asking me to take it down. Then she sent me some long, discursive audio messages and invited me to her house.

She lives two doors down from a brothel. When I went to visit her, I rang its doorbell instead of hers by mistake. Upon being informed of my error – and that no-one was available for the next ninety minutes – I thought maybe she’d deliberately given me the wrong address as a prank.

But the error turned out to be mine, and a delightful evening was eventually had eating soup and birds nests, going to the pub and watching her talk entirely in quotes, putting an egg out on the road and seeing how it took to get run over, drinking tea, and talking about Art.

She called me again last night and told me that the Head of Drawing at VCA had suggested, on her prompting, that I come in and give a workshop on Art Cults. I told her I wasn’t really up for it right now, but that it was a lovely invitation.

Viva Freakley.

In other, other news: I got a kitten! But that’s another post.


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The Necrotastic Rearchtivation of H (419)

Fans of Hagakure 419 will be delighted to learn that its long-lost archives from the golden era of April, May, June, July and August 2006 are back, and better than ever*.

* Relative value judgement; the quality of your personal H419 archival experience is your own responsibility and cannot be guaranteed by TF editorial staff. If dissatisfaction persists, stick metal skewers into your eyeballs.


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Happy Easter

Easter eggs

Hey, J made us a new masthead. (She’s very creative.) To be precise, she made us a whole new template – which was lovely – and then I went and messed with it. So much so that I now suspect she’d probably be embarrassed if I said it was her work. It mixes sans and serif, see. She would never do that. (See comments.)

But in any case – thanks, J. Happy Easter.

In other news: I decided to drop out of Uni again after all; census day be damned. It was silly and it was doing my head in.


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capercale, lamergeyer, cassowary


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