[m i a o w] the cat

The sound of rain hitting the roof is something that I can’t remember hearing. It hasn’t bucketed down for a-g-e-s. Last night it kicked in, and it’s still coming down in an on and off fashion. Rain is good. Melbourne (and a large part of the rest of Australia) needs some hardcore precipitation - water supplies are below half! I think I can sense my garden stretching out and doing some happy sighs :o)

Am going to have an after work drink with my friend E (and her boyfriend, who unfortunately works at the Bureau of Meteorology - it seems I cannot escape it), and then we’re off to see Chicago. I love Chicago - it was the major musical my school did when I was in about Year 9. I also saw it on stage here in Melbourne about three years ago, with Caroline O’Connor as Velma. I have heard the film is pretty kickass, though one review I read, referred (fairly hilariously) to Rene Zellweger looking like ‘a dancing chuppa-chup”. I’m assuming this is a reference to her non-existent body fat.

WARNING-ANOTHER CAR RANT
How Long Can A Girl Live Without Her Humber, Huh?
Car still not back :o( How long can mechanics keep a car for anyway? Especially as they caused whatever the hell is wrong with it. That’s one bad thing about rain - my car leaks, and leaks mean rust. If they’d just bloody fixed it I could have had new seals around the windscreen in by now. Does anybody know if you can make voodoo dolls of places of business? I am tempted to begin work modelling the evil so-called ‘repair’ shop.