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It just feels... so good.
I will probably write a proper piece about the election for ASB later this week, but I thought I’d just note here how much... lighter... I feel since hearing Anthony Green say sometime on Saturday night that he could not see a path to victory for the government.
It just feels... so good.
Back on my Swedish BS again.
Found myself paying $2.52/litre for petrol the other day and actually stopping filling the tank about halfway through. I can write off my fossil fuel delinquency on tax, but even for me that was a bit rich. I'm pretty sure the next vehicle is going to be pure electric and, stay with me now, I think it might be a... a... another Volvo.
Wait! Stop! Don't click away. I really like the look of the all-electric XC40.
The Fuzz
I just had to de-mould my standing desk. It was starting to look like background vision from The Last of Us, blanketed in fuzzy green sentient shit, and about five minutes from breaking free and coming after me.
What I did on my weekend.
We had a couple of days in Melbourne, which I've written about over at Sideboob, mostly wondering at what sort of effect living through the world's longest lockdowns might have on the election.
Forgot how to fly
I’m on a plane at the moment. QF 625 to Melbourne where I’ll be denuding the city’s stores of pasta and cocktails for a couple of days.
It’s not the first time I’ve flown since Covid. But it is the only second and the whole time I was getting ready I couldn’t help thinking I was forgetting something
I was, of course. I forgot to check the contents of my Crumpler day pack for contraband. Specifically for weapons.
The virus of doubt.
I’ve been spending a lot of my reading time on fitness and exercise recently, looking for ways to repair my body after last year’s misadventures. I’ve decided to lean into my strength training and cut back a bit on the cardio, but that’s by the by.
As I spent more time browsing these sites, of course, various algorithms started to feed more of the same to me, and the more I read, or really the more clickbait I scanned, the more ticked off I became.