Ain’t She Pretty


Done. Finally. I can’t stop stroking the table top. It’s oh so smooth. Except for some annoying specks of fluff. Which somehow got stuck in the layers of poly. And won’t sand out. Damn it. Oh well. I’m sure it’ll last a few yrs before I have to redo the finish. And by then the poly will have yellowed enough to annoy me to be redone. So much for water based polyacrylic being less yellowing than polyurethane. It’s lies I tell you, all lies. Well, more likely than not I’m probably applying it on too thick. Meh, learning curve. I might try wax next time. Or maybe even both.

Those vertical blinds need to go though. they’re driving me nuts. The chain’s half missing. What’s left keeps getting caught on the balcony doors. Just got get my curtains hemmed. Then pull down the vertical blinds track. Then finish painting up the trim around it. Install curtain rod and I’ll be done. Yeah, easy. Maybe in about two months time at the pace I tend to do things.

Work has sucked me dry again. It’s just mentally draining. Home time is zzz time these days. Could be worse I suppose. I could be going through my insomniac phase. Now I’m just going through my dreaming about work so it feels like I’ve done overtime without being paid phase. Which is almost just as fun. On that note.


Time to curl up and snuggle into bed.


Home Stretch


That is the table. On my balcony. Being sanded. After one and half days of back breaking sanding, I’m almost there. Just needs to be whitewashed tomorrow and then a few coats of poly. And finished. Table done. Seven months and I will have a dining set.

This has been one epic journey. Would I do it again? Probably. Since the table and chairs only cost me $50, paint was leftovers and the tin of poly was around $20. Plus it was a good way of getting my dose of vitamin D while busting my ass off.

Things I would do differently? If I was super pedantic, probably taking apart the chairs down to individual pieces to sand. Though in the end, no one’s going to look that closely and inspect the work. Otherwise they may notice the yellowing streaks of poly where I got impatient and overloaded the brush.

And once this is all over, onto tackling the milk crates.

Living On A Budget

Otherwise known as being a tightass. Maybe it’s just something ingrained into me since a kid. Just because you want something doesn’t mean you get it. Which is why it just annoys me when people who live pay to pay complain they’re broke, and yet still have fancy new phones and buy lunch everyday. Just because I’m a cheapskate doesn’t mean I live on instant noodles and tuna. Ugh… tuna. If it’s one fish I can’t stand cooked/canned it’s that. Anyway off topic. It’s all about working your dollar further.


You just gotta know when to shop (ignore the best before dates as this post is a few days late). Meat tastes fine after freezing as long as you cook it properly after you defrost it. So stock up on things when they’re marked down and you’re good to go. I’m trying to remember the last time I bought meat for full price. I think it would’ve been bacon and only cause even on special at the big two supermarkets, it’s still not as cheap as the nearby butcher for full price. And I love me my bacon.

To me it’s a simple concept. Money out being less than money in means savings. Not quite sure why it’s so hard to grasp for the majority of people. Same can be said about people stuck on losing weight. Unless you have a medical problem, calories in less than calories out means you lose weight. So either eat less or get off your ass or both. But that opens a whole other tin of non-PC worms.

Besides, being stingy in certain areas means you can splurge in others. To an extent. Like buying new toys.


So I suppose not everyone gets excited over kitchen appliances. But this thing is awesome. It means I can throw shit in and leave it instead of constantly checking on it over the stove and needing to stir or add water. And considering I got it for something like 40% off the RRP, it’s a bargain in itself.

That and an Ikea Expedit are the latest big purchases. For some reason I just got pissed off at almost hitting 7 months of being here and my books are still in boxes. Waiting for me to get shelves done would’ve taken god knows how much longer so I just bit the bullet. Though now I have no excuse to be lazy and need to actually unpack the last of my stuff.

My Cat Is An Ass


Someone found my shortbread and dragged it onto the floor so he could rip off the plastic. And then play with the plastic under the coffee table. Ass.


And then he just falls asleep and well you can’t stay mad at that face. I mean he has been an awesome cat so far. He’ll high five for some chicken, he submits to all sorts of squishable hugs and torture, and he’s entertaining when he walks around talking to himself. Although sometimes it sounds like he’s hurling some creative verbal abuse at me.

Oh, Sherlock, life would be dull without you. Even if it means teeth marks on my cables and random socks dragged all over the place.