Fings.

[reynardo]

Back from Sydney, and not travelling again for a few weeks (Phew!) unless the wretched dentist *insists* that my replacement mouth brace needs fitting.

Applications in for houses in Chadstone and Footscray. Will keep hunting until I shoot one down. Chadstone is on Waverley Rd, nice big house with nice really big garage, back yard, heating and stuff. Footscray is medium sized house, no car parking but really nice yard, some storage. Either will do rather well, for various reasons. While it's been fun bunking with lirion, I am looking forward to my own space. Also, we've had a horrid run on routers, and I need my own connection.

Also discovered that just because other cars are parked on certain roads doesn't mean the road isn't a clearway. Discovered this the hard way, dammit (sorry, dear).

When flying back, the plane went over the current bushfires in Murrindindi, and the sight of the smoke and the fires burning ahead, and the burned out areas, was just so sad. Most fires are out but Victoria is still rather short on water. Everywhere else, all the fields are brown after the 46C day that just baked the place. There's a couple of light showers predicted in the next week or so, but no decent rain listed. So would you guys getting the snow melt send a few megalitres this way plz?

Also had one knock-back for a job (I'll ring them tomorrow and find out why) but have another application in that sounds very much like my cup of tea.

Hopefully will be in Canberra on about the 14th March ready for quatranoctal's Dubious Movie Night. We're pretty sure there's a couple that notasquirrel has given us that people in Canberra still haven't seen. They're not whimpering enough yet. Then house packing and moving, hopefully to an address and not just a storage facility.

Also, amusing huge run of comments on metaquotes about asking I figure that "Is there any chance you could be pregnant?" is the medical equivalent of the tech support "Have you verified that it's plugged in?". While I fully admit that asking continuously when the woman has explained that they're still a virgin and have only kissed once, as a techie I can fully understand needing to ask it. I've made the mistake of not checking a plug myself enough times to know that asking it once is a necessary evil.

Lastly, discovered a small blue-tongue in a bucket at Matraville, looking rather dehydrated and annoyed. It's been relocated to a safer contained, given water and food (and advice asked of the very sweet and helpful dewhitton and shadow_5tails), and he'll be put back in the garden after his flattened body plumps up a bit.

Tired. I sleep now.