Grumpy no more

ThirdCat tried to beta herself and it really didn't work.

You will find her in a slight pickle, but much less of a grump over here.

This blog will stay for a while, but wordpress can't import beta blogger yet.

A piece of advice which you can take or leave as you will: don't jump to beta just yet, however seductive the labels might be.

Bad luck saints

The good thing about not being in the finals is that you can't lose.

If the Power lose, I don't go for the Crows.

Wednesday night

I'm not an overly-competitive type (you can't afford to be, when you're average as me), and this is the kind of house where it's not about who wins and calling people losers isn't very nice (your house would be too if you were trying to bring up two genetically-competitive boys).

And I love Myf and her laugh and she gets me through a couple of my day's ugliest hours. But if they invited me on, I'd want to be on Alan's team. He hasn't lost for weeks.

Also: Hamish Blake. Gorgeous as. And I know I'm kind of Robinson Crusoe here, but I really liked their Hamish and Andy show.

rising panic

Shit. The bowl full of eggs just fell off the bench, and the floor hasn't been washed for weeks.

don't panic

If you want to make an omelette, you have to break the eggs.

If ThirdCat could have any pet it would be:

ThirdCat with the alpacas, Royal Adelaide Show 2006

Credit: FirstCat (ThirdPerson)
Time: About thirty photos before ThirdCat taught FirstCat about the zoom