So, we took Train to the vet today. We’ve been talking about doing it for a couple of weeks because her 1 year vaccination was due. Being the responsible pet owners we are, we clipped her claws in preparation of a little bit of anger and took her along to the vet.
During the short car ride in she was fine, mewed a little in a curious way but seemed okay. Once we got into the surgery, she got very, very quiet. Little did we know what was to come.
We took her in to the examination room, and she refused to come out of the carrier. That was an easy fix - the roof easily unclips. Turns out, that was a bad move.
Angry kitty had come out to play, and was not going to have a bar of any kind of check up or injection. The Vet did his best to win her over, but gave up and asked a nurse for assistance. He suggested to bring some gloves in, but she declined. Little did she realise what she was in for.
She put a towel over Train in an effort to get a hold of her (and to calm her down with darkness) and Train went mental. Not just a little mental, but totally fucking out of her little kitty mind mental. She was screaming and growling like an angry bear and waving her claws and teeth at everyone she could. The nurse decided perhaps the gloves were a better idea after being punctured with the aforementioned claws, and came back in to pin her down for the injection.
Train was so scared/angry that she lost control of her little kitty bodily functions and so not only did she get her nails clipped and a vet visit, when we got home she also needed a bath :(
The Vet was kind enough to provide us with a prescription for Valium ’so we could prepare Train for next time’ and we were sent on our way.
She’s totally fine now, doesn’t have a problem with us touching her or going near her, but geez, we’re going to have to prepare for the next visit. Thankfully it wont be for another year.
Thanks to the crazy88 boys I’m now semi addicted to Travian. It’s one of those sassy online in-browser strategy type games. I played Utopia on and off here and there, but seems a little different. Somewhat more refined.
Once I’ve been playing for more than a few days I’ll post a mini review. Be warned though, it might only consist of a few (swear) words if I end up getting smooshed by people bigger than me.
Since moving to the inner west I’ve wanted to head down to the north end of the north south runway at Kingsford Smith Airport. You know, to generally be a camera nerd and take photos of planes rushing 50 odd metres overhead. This morning, I finally go around to it.

I know I know, that photo is tiny. Smash this link to see it bigger though.
It’s a pretty simple concept. Hit the play button, watch the cats be stupid, piss yourself with laughter. Well, that’s what I just did anyway.
Yay for sky explosions!! And Damish for once again letting us invade their rooftop!! And the City of Sydney for lashing out with 6 million dollars of fireworks in these times of financial crisis!! And to the sky writer who wrote ‘The Creator is Jesus‘ at about 8pm over Sydney Harbour!! And to horrible traffic coming back over the Harbour Bridge!!
Here’s to another fantabulous year on this humble little planet we call Earth.






I’ll be damned if I’m not having a much more quiet NYE in 2009.

Did you know a Tiny Teddy weighs 2 grams? Me either til I weighed one.


It’s a long story. You wouldn’t want to know.

Did I mention that I chucked the rear brakes on the Single Speed? Thought so. Well I did.
Even took it out for a 20km cruise into the city & toward the Opera House yesterday. Was quite foggy… so I photographed the said fog!




One year ago today, Jarod moved in with me. I thought it was sometime next week, until he went and got me a pretty necklace while I was otherwise distracted at the shops.

Somewhat unfair, seeing as we agreed not to get each other anything for Christmas, yet I still end up with pretty things. But I’m not about to complain…

From Smudge the Dog no less!!