Monday, 31 December 2012

On The Threshold Of A New Meh

One would hope this next year might be better than the current, but experts say it'll be worse.
Oh well, better luck next life.

Friday, 28 December 2012


I am amazed. My father was always quite well employed, until he wasn't; he left the old company and formed a business with a colleague, then they found that they could not work together and went their separate ways, and he was hired as the director of a company, but left when he discovered that they'd wanted him just for his connections; he joined another company, which then went bankrupt, and now he's been "in between jobs" for about a year. And what I find anthropologically fascinating in all this is that, after so many years together and two daughters between them, that thing chose this moment to start showing its true colours. My father, referring to the drama over the holidays, said it might be the beginning of the end. I certainly hope so. It is only bad that my sisters will have to be torn between warring parents.

Sunday, 23 December 2012

Friday, 21 December 2012


I went shopping and the world did not end.

Apocalyptic Meh

So the vet came and two of my cats were so frightened they wet themselves over my shoes - but my shoes have seen worse, so I don't think that's too apocalyptic.
Then I found a black maidenhair fern growing inside an unused fish tank, which is more fait-divers than anything else really. The tank has a leaky flowerpot on top, which is why it still has water after so many years of not having fish, and now, apparently, the fern spores have made it all the way across the living room from the rose-bush pot their parent still occupies (these things grow everywhere except where I want them to...).

I still have to do my Giftmas shopping, so maybe that's what'll bring about the end of times.

Tuesday, 18 December 2012


On friday the vet is coming over to vaccinate my cats. Also, the world is supposed to end.
It should get interesting (they don't particularly like shots).