[m i a o w] the cat

Here we go - Kartar started me on this one, so here are some positives, after all my whining:

Today is Friday!
I just put in an application for a new job…
Fifteen minutes after that, I handed in my signed permanent contract (half an hour before it was due to become null and void…oh the temptation), and now I am a ‘Research Fellow’! How we laugh!
Melbourne does, indeed, have bountiful bottle shops.
The Lincoln Hotel is still excellent (although I don’t recommend the dahl).
If I felt like it, I could have gone out tonight to see Architecture in Helsinki play the Northcote Social Club (sorry Ian).
Monday is my birthday - my mother is paying for me to get my white trash hair tarted up, I have three birthday cards waiting to be opened, and another that I know of on the way.
I am warm.
I am upstairs, internetting over an illicit phone extension cord.
I have just deleted my work email account from my laptop. No more will my job invade my ‘outside the office’ life.
My mum is out.
M just called me on the phone. He misses me, although he is totally prawn-fat.
His evilness made me laugh - he told his morphine medicated mother that he would drop some prawns over, and when he didn’t, he realised that she won’t remember his promise anyway…