we’re not in west footscray anymore, toto

we put in an offer on a place in werribee on thursday night, which has been verbally accepted by the vendors.
we just need their signature on the dotted line and we’re the owners of our first home.
quite a surreal experience.
i still don’t feel like an adult, though. what does it take?

old fart on interwebs

 independent australian news analysis website
fuckin’ great song i had heard once on the radio in the late 90s and could never track down

where technology kicks our arse

so far in the last few days these things have broken, or are in need of some serious repair:
1 house alarm
1 hot water service
1 pc, with nearly every photo we have taken (stupid me. do backups from now on.)
1 car (the one with the car seat.)
1 eilis’ shoulder
also while driving a borrowed car with carseat […]

Happy Dance Thursday

250 million job applications later (OK. More like about eight), a few interviews, and the feeling that I should widen my search criteria to include the terms “call centre” and “no experience necessary” I just got a really good job offer for a job i am really interested in. At a well-known publishing company. It […]

A photographic essay of people & their avators by the New York Times. A little like peering into someone’s psyche.

it’s all happening

the things that happen when you are in early labour are happening at the moment - it’s about 10am. looks like this little person is going to stick to the rules and arrive on her due date. we are both unexpectedly calm after spending the last week freaking out (in our own personal styles). weird.

OH MY GOODNESS

Blogging pays, people. Blogging pays.
*head explodes*