Corporate black that is.
That’s right, I the infinitely jobless Kate Turville, have finally managed to wrangle a job. It took six months, but that’s what happens in an uncertain climate. I’ve ended up somewhere I never expected to be: the city. I am now one in the masses that make their way into that jungle of skyscrapers and coffee houses to squint at a computer behind a desk for hours on end. I don’t mind it as much as I expected, besides the constant body odour on public transport, being shoved every which way walking down the street, and the ever present feeling of guilt as I walk past the homeless with their hands outstretched. Yep, I’m a corporate.
But that’s not the reason I’ve vanished from the blogosphere for the last month and a half. That has to do with a certain Xbox One eating our data limit and trouble trying to switch to a company that will give us unlimited data. But now I’m back and very much happy to be here. I just have to flex my writing muscles a little. They’ve diminished to the size of a pea and seem content to stay that size. Will power is key here.
To all my loyal friends and followers, I’m sorry for the silence and hope to make it up to you one post at a time. It’s not too late is it? I’ll bake you cookies… 🙂
Is bribery for loyalty illegal?
Missing your daily dose of kitty disregard now that you’ve moved into that one bedroom apartment that forbids your feline companion? Why not check out the cat café in Melbourne!
I had the chance to visit it on the weekend and am still struck by all the adorableness that I found within. The café has several rules including no flash photography and no sitting in the way of the cat escape hatches (I broke both and was told off by a charming Irishman who then proceeded to guilt trip me into buying a drink), but this doesn’t stop you from having the whole kitty experience with several rooms full of toys, beds and couches.
Appropriate cat disregard.
All hail the kitty overlord.
If you get bored with the kitties (really?!) there’s also a room with a Wii to avoid polite conversation with people you’ve never met over kitty cuteness.
Now, behold fat cat Lynx!
Fat cat Lynx trying to decide whether he can be bothered cleaning himself.
Fat cat Lynx trying to figure out whether he will be able to fit through cat flap. *Note flash photography and blocking cat access to escape hatches. Do not follow my example.
I had to take a picture of the treetops because my backyard is infested with triffids.
Spring has finally arrived in Melbourne! A perfect Sunday to go to the local market and buy some amazing produce and listen to some not so good busking.
Bonus points if you know what feijoas are. Also, honey made by a koala. Delicious.
Even AshCat was enjoying the sunshine.
Wow my house looks dank.
So I decided to take him out for a walk. He didn’t like the walk. Some birds swooped him and he was sad.
AshCat contemplating life. Or staring down a triffid. Either one.
It doesn’t seem like a day to be inside, so I’m going to do this quick post and venture back out and soak up the Vitamin D. Have an excellent Sunday everyone and let me know what you’re up to on this fabulous day!