Kevin's Watch

Feeling accomplished and full of ice cream. Sent off my passport application. Britain is one step closer, and I am done with my school work. Now enjoying the dull warmth of lazy nothingness. Mayhap I'll write a poem later or work on my short story. It's all up in the air!

I have a cold. Bleh. Not exactly a major problem, but still bleh. I think it's so galling precisely because it's such an insipid and half-hearted form of illness. Bloody petulant little colds.

Seareach wrote:I survived the Canberra Fires back in 2002 (it was a living hell and the most scariest experience of my life--had such an impact on me I now hate the smell of wood fires...which used to be one of my favourite things).

I remember Skyweir being caught up in that. Her descriptions were pretty alarming.

Spring wrote:

Seareach wrote: We're pretty safe here (thank goodness). I survived the Canberra Fires back in 2002 (it was a living hell and the most scariest experience of my life--had such an impact on me I now hate the smell of wood fires...which used to be one of my favourite things). But even if the fires get here, I'm about 3 minutes sprint from the beach...and worse case scenario I do actually live across the road from our local CFA (Country Fire Authority) station!

The one at Tyrendara, about an hour away. They won't reach me, but...

Best for them not to happen. I just don't want a repeat of Canberra — The sun was dark orange even for me.

Hey Spring, I'm so geographically challenged I wouldn't even know where Tyrendara was!

Clear skies here today...but the news is so depressing! Poor people. Parent and child burnt to death in their car trying to flee a fire. So, everyone, if you're into praying...or what ever you do on a "spiritual" level: could you spare a prayer for our bushfire victims.

Sore throat! Low grade fever! Yuck! Feel bad, but not enough to get me out of work, dang it!

variol son wrote:

The Esmer wrote:

variol son wrote:I feel sore - some idiot broke my nose at a club last night (and chipped my tooth) and I can't go to the doctor until pay day in two days time. And the clothes I wore last night are covered in blood.

shheeesh! what up with that? I would NEVER take you as the "knuckleduster" type, what gives? you going Fight Club on us?

Nah. I accidentally knocked his girlfriends sisters drink out of her hand while I was dancing at a club so he punched me.

Sounds like a nice reasonable man.

CovenantJr wrote:

Seareach wrote:I survived the Canberra Fires back in 2002 (it was a living hell and the most scariest experience of my life--had such an impact on me I now hate the smell of wood fires...which used to be one of my favourite things).

I remember Skyweir being caught up in that. Her descriptions were pretty alarming.

I lived in the suburb next to the one that lost 300+ houses. Our suburb lost 24. I remember it raining charred pieces of bracken and gum leaves for about two hours. Apart from smoke and these pieces of burnt debris there was no sign of the hell to come. Then it started to get dark, the street lights came on. I put the radio on and heard this horrible emergency siren wailing. And then announcements (a long string of suburbs "under attack" a long list of suburbs that should "evacuate now" and a long list of suburbs that should "be on standby"). The power went out. Then it got as black as night. Started to rain embers, the smoke was a thick as fog....and then as I stood up to refill our gutters with water, I looked out to the west and there was white light...blinding white light and a sound like the roar of a jet engine. Looked to my right and watched fire slowly traveling down the hill near us. We got out and stayed at a friends house where we watched the hell from a distance.
I've posted three pics so people can see what I mean:

a famous picture: as the fire approached
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one of the outer suburbs
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my suburb
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I lived at the base of that hill!

It's was an absolute nightmare (and at the time I'd just found out I was pregnant). My heart goes out to everyone in that situation. Sorry about the rant everyone!

Wow, awesome pics SeaReach.

--A

Still feeling unaccomplished. If I had an extra five grand in the bank, I would quit my job, quit school and go into horses for a very meager but full-time living.

I used to love school, but I realize that at some point after I got my job I started to detest institutionalized learning for the sake of institutionalized learning. I would rather do an eternity of on-the-job training than sit through another class. Unfortunately they don't offer chemistry tutorials as part of farmland preservation or ag marketing.

To make my resentment of college more complete, Sam-cat is apparently having liver problems, I haven't slept a restful night in over two weeks, haven't seen my horse since last week, still haven't sorted out the identity issue at school and in general don't have enough useable time in the day. If I could avoid class, I'd have an extra seven hours a week to sort myself out. Bah!

Oh, and I'm still too poor to move out of my mother's house. Needless to say I am feeling disgustingly sorry for myself at the moment.

Stay safe and healthy, folks.

Self-pity is fine, as long as you recognise it for what it is.

You'll get over it soon Alynna.

--A

Alynna : hope you get to feeling better.

have to see the dentist today. have a chipped tooth. not much fun.

Alynna Lis Eachann wrote: Oh, and I'm still too poor to move out of my mother's house. Needless to say I am feeling disgustingly sorry for myself at the moment.

I know the feeling, and for precisely the same reason. Sympathies from a fellow sufferer, Alynna.

At present, though, I'm more angry at myself than sorry. My feelings might best be described as a combination of despair and cold murderous fury. (That may sound like an oxymoron, but it isn't quite. It merely takes a continuous effort of will to keep that murderous fury from heating up and expressing itself in action. But I'm used to that; I've been doing it for more than 20 years.)

I know nobody is interested in hearing that, but hey, at least it's technically on topic.

20 years VF? Maybe you should just kill somebody and get it out of your system.

--A

Avatar wrote:20 years VF? Maybe you should just kill somebody and get it out of your system.

Maybe . . . but the only person I'm specifically that mad at is me. If I acted on that impulse, I would get some things out of my system that I'm not finished using yet. Like my blood, you know, and my brains, and, oh yes, my system itself.

OK, so that wouldn't work then. I'll keep thinking.

Good Luck.

--A

I'm feeling great!

PS. Does anyone else think this thread should be stickied?

A little warmer than is comfortable.

Just informed my pc will take another week to be repaired I only had it a week and it was a beast of a machine.

Yay for the fire situation: There is some rain on the way. But towns are still threatened.

Spent a lovely morning down at "Eagle's Nest" beach with my son who has a crab obsession. He spent an hour turning over rocks saying "crab" and even got game enough to pick some up. Wonderful way to spend the first half of the day. Now I've got to do some work

What a lovely, beautiful little boy! You must be quite proud, Seareach.