Evening on the beach, not a soul in sight.
I drove a grand total of 320km to attend 2 interviews and failed to secure the job. Boo. Dogs along Wynnum Rd in Morningside.
Boofa the British Shorthair.
A real springroll. I have not had one of these in the longest time. Thank you Aunty Lil!
Tigger the Whippet and SE's Foot. I had just had a chicken dish and from the amount of doggie kisses I got, he clearly liked it too.
What I really learn at L'Alliance Française - 101 names for bodily wastes.
Traffic mishap - I thought the windscreen had shattered but only the boards slid off the car. Schadenfreude!
C took me to Timezone in Brisbane. Timezone! This was a virtual reality ride thingie. I forget the name.
Part of the Brisbane Fest set up, I assume. It was set up like a real courtyard, with orange laundry hanging on the lines.
Noah's Ark teapot at a gallery in New Farm.
The rice pot, I'm ashamed to say, sat there for a good 4 days before the Mexican standoff was called off. Hint: Not mine.
C made tacos! Absolutely yummy stuff. Possibly scores worse than spaghetti bolognaise/ won ton mee on the First Date in a White Shirt Messy Eating Scale. Luckily, this was our third. I assume by our fourth, we'll start leaving the toilet door open.
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