Look. It's clearly been aeons since I posted anything.
Not a comma, let alone a semi-colon.
Not a comma, let alone a semi-colon.
Emerging from a very necessary period of aestivation (holy crap why does my spell-check not know that word? It's like 'hibernation', only, for Australians), and finding Australian politics way too depressing, I've been yawning my conscious awake most recently by having a right old perve at other peoples' blogs.
Hell, I even joined Pinterest (Australian politics - really terrible).
The apparent acquisition of blogspot by Google has, in the meantime, made it really complicated to actually get into my blog and post stuff. Which could be... interesting, but in reality will probably suit me just fine.
Hell, I even joined Pinterest (Australian politics - really terrible).
The apparent acquisition of blogspot by Google has, in the meantime, made it really complicated to actually get into my blog and post stuff. Which could be... interesting, but in reality will probably suit me just fine.
I know you don't need me to tell you this: there is a whole lot of - for the sake of metaphor, we'll call it 'sediment' - out there. There are also nuggets of gold. This, IMO (fuck it, sister, I'm not even gonna
be remotely 'H' about it), is one of them. Eureka!
A link to someone else's post, you say. It's not much, I know... but I'm still metaphorically clearing my throat.
There's also this, ICYMI (not bloody likely, you say), just yesterday or something:
Herself. (NB Not technically a blog. I don't think.)
Herself. (NB Not technically a blog. I don't think.)
While
I am posting the second... thing... practically entirely without comment, I think I'm gonna
have to call the Zeitgeist.
2015. Rise of the Feminipster (see what I did
there?).
OOAK. NIB.
#ican'tevenrememberhowtotag
Justify. Ohhh yeahhhhh.
Justify. Ohhh yeahhhhh.
Get, as the young 'uns used to say, on it.
