Shoes Fetish, Daylight Savings, Roos/Seals et al, Mice & Interviews..

Shoes Fetish..

Well, confession time.  Nope keep your minds out of the gutter you sods who were about to make some grubby joke, (though given my recent postings you might be forgiven).. I've been misbehaving WAYY too much on shoes.  Stupid? yes.  Financially not a smart move? You bet.  Was it FUN.... ooo don't call me SJP, I don't have the weird wardobe or the size 0 figure.  I'm going ot wear my fabulous Sachi boots tomorrow to work as it's just started getting cold again and any excuse to air them will do. 

Daylight Savings

For those of you NOT living in stinking hot countries during the summer months, daylight savings might seem fabulous to you.  For those, like Pez, it might seem fabulous if you love being out in the heat and don't come down with nasty stinking migraines if out in the heat in the early evenings.  To go to sleep while it's still hot as the heat doesn't dissipate WITHOUT daylight savings, until around 10pm/11pm, when daylight savings has kicked in, I'm finally drifting off after a nasty sweaty wrestle with the sheets at around 1am desperately setting up an oscillating fan beside the bed, pushing cuddly warmer than a heat bag max cuddling up to me away from me, while having the old aircon unit that is in the loungeroom rattle away like it's in its final death throes.  All I can say is "yahbluddy hoo, the cold weather is upon us and daylight savings was told to nick off on Sunday night just gone... ABOUT TIME". 

Interviews

So, in a work update, I've been out doing interviews, I've been to 3 in the past week or so.  I've even invested a little (via the trusty 'we'll charge you xyz exhorbitant interest rate' mastercard) on some new interview/work outfits.  Feeling very professional-looking, nervous as sin in interviews as I've been with the one company for 7 years, and stuffing them up to varying degrees of sheer blondeness. 

Waking Up To A Mouse

The day of my first interview for a while and I woke up to paws going whump-whump...whumpwhumpwhump alongside me on the bedspread.  Any cat-owner KNOWS what this is code for. "Hey MUM look what I got you, you're gonna be sooo pleased with this creepie-crawly!"  I shot from dead asleep to near-vertical in one smooth frantic motion while switching on the lamp and saying "OHSHIT" in one loud voice.  This time it was a poor little grey mouse.  I KNOW that they're pests but they're so damn cute I feel sorry for them.  I can't let them go I can't kill them.  Weak.  Yup totally.

On the Soapbox...

Okay, my opinion, not that I'm sure it matters, whether they are kangaroos, seals whatever the animal.   If the environmentalists have decided the numbers need to be cut back for the betterment of the environment in the area, then they should be culled humanely.  I disagree just as strongly with some idiots who get drunk in their outback ute and go out "roo-shooting" as I have an issue with people going out clubbing to death any animal.  You can't tell me that that kind of method of despatch is humane. 

Now I've NEVER heard anyone tell me that for environmental reasons, whales need to be culled to control their numbers.  Remind me again if I'm wrong, but aren't they endangered?.  There I've said it.