I don't like saying the word venting, because I think of birds and their vent, that is their waste material exit point as breeders of certain birds call the orifice. Weird word to describe an asshole. But perhaps I will vent.
My birthday present from R for my significant birthday last year once again did not happen. The balloon flight was cancelled this morning because of dodgy weather. Apparently this is my fault because I did not show enough enthusiasm about the balloon flight. Perhaps I needed time for it to sink in, besides, I was so excited by my new digital camera that he had also given me.
We somewhat testily did some cleaning out of wardrobes and bookcases today. I have finished transferring all vcr tapes to dvd with the machine bought off Ebay. Now I will start on the porn tapes. There are more of them and I am not sure why I am bothering as we never watch them. I just want to keep a bit of history. We never watched the old movie, tv show or personal tapes either. But a dvd is a lot easier to store than a video tape.
I also learnt quite a bit about the Toppy, the Toppfield digital recording machine. I can recommend it if you can cope with technology. It has nearly done my head in, but I am master of it now.
Much paper shredded, three bins full, how to destroy a video tape experimentation done for porn tapes, umpteen bags carried down to recycling room.
Then off to hospital to see step father in Dandenong Hospital. He is looking better and was looking forward to his catscan to finally sort out what he thought was a gall stone problem.
Do some shopping in Coles in Oakleigh, what a big store. How nice and friendly are the staff! Visit friend in South Oakleigh. He had participated in today's police memorial march that once again disrupted our city. Ah well, coppers dying when they are doing their job is a worthy cause I suppose.
See old muffler advertisement sign on way home and connect back to Jayne.
Phone call from mother to tell me step father has possible cancerous tumour. Damn, this is gonna be a bother.
Highriser pours a glass of Scotch as R furiously slams his bedroom door after bringing up twenty plus year old arguing history. Sometimes it is all just too hard.