Today is an incredibly packed Saturday of chores. So many clothes and so much cooking. One item is a hand pounded chilli sambal that is gonna make my weak and flabby arm fall off (not possible to get the shallots right without pounding - mums recipe and I promised I’d make it for a family lunch tomoz). I’m en route to an event I signed up for months ago that I don’t feel ready for but am going to anyway because I gotta live a little too… and I still have car and job things to sort out. Alright, I can do this, I can do this…
Meanwhile, local incoherent screamy guy has taken to high st today. I am surprised the bougie locals haven’t agitated to have him moved to different housing yet. Unless he has, but he’s decided to come visit.
Last week there was a different dude up the street yelling at “fucking Belinda you fucking lying cunt”. I suppose that’s why the owners haven’t upped my rent this year… that side of things is mostly quite manageable in the cool weather with the windows closed though.
Today is an incredibly packed Saturday of chores. So many clothes and so much cooking. One item is a hand pounded chilli sambal that is gonna make my weak and flabby arm fall off (not possible to get the shallots right without pounding - mums recipe and I promised I’d make it for a family lunch tomoz). I’m en route to an event I signed up for months ago that I don’t feel ready for but am going to anyway because I gotta live a little too… and I still have car and job things to sort out. Alright, I can do this, I can do this…
Meanwhile, local incoherent screamy guy has taken to high st today. I am surprised the bougie locals haven’t agitated to have him moved to different housing yet. Unless he has, but he’s decided to come visit.
Last week there was a different dude up the street yelling at “fucking Belinda you fucking lying cunt”. I suppose that’s why the owners haven’t upped my rent this year… that side of things is mostly quite manageable in the cool weather with the windows closed though.