Archives: January 2005

28 Jan 2005, Comments (0)

Our sick puppy

Author: Helen

The “good” computer (we have an iMac and a state-of the art Mac) has been carted off to the Mac shop in Moonee ponds. I fought my way through blue-rinsed ladies in catseye glasses to deliver it to its doctors. Actually, that’s a damn lie; Puckle St is dead groovy these days, I had no idea.

Anyway, so our baby is sick and it’s hard to post because a lot of my drafts and notes are on its hard drive. Normal service will rezoom soon, I hope.

28 Jan 2005, Comments (0)


Author: Helen


Oh, yes, they’re really giving those evil terrorists what for. We can all feel so much safer.

(Via Body and Soul. One good thing – Jeanne’s back, she’s mad as hell, and she seems to have reconsidered her threat to give up blogging.)


2004 was a shit of a year. As we said goodbye to 2003, and I thought of the terrible early morning screech of RAAF jets over our house in March, the pain in the landscape, the pain in Iraq, I rejoiced. 2004 just had to be better. Yeah. 2004 has been the worst year of my life, bar one.

Warning: More whingeing below the fold.