This was inevitable

  • Product review: Ballantine’s Whisky

    Product review: Ballantine’s Whisky

    Ek lieg, I didn’t get this to review. But it is my product-of-the-month, which is a new thing I’m trying where I do what bloggers do and review things in the hopes that somebody will send me lots of freebies of similar things. I will even take Harrier, so liquor producers, no brand is beneath…

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  • Defending the Failure to Cope

    Defending the Failure to Cope

    Recently I’ve been receiving a lot of encouraging and supportive messages from the people I meet and people I know. I appreciate it because it keeps me going strong and makes me feel as though I can conquer the world! However, the unintended effect of this praise also has me feeling a little unsure, a…

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  • Google Image Search Makes a Mockery of My Dreams

    Google Image Search Makes a Mockery of My Dreams

    I’m, like, proper grown up now. For my last birthday I received from my partner a toolbox and a barbell. Life has become about the practical. My dad also saw fit to give me a book on raising calm children, so I spent the weekend trying to train my baby like that dog in Vendetta…

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  • Precious words and important advice

    Months have passed since my last post. Much has happened, of course, most notably my sheer and utter neglect of most of my pastimes and projects (duh, like this blog). So instead of feeling sorry about it, I’m going to relish in a little streak of obnoxiousness by saying that it secured me a some…

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  • On being a loud-mouthed introvert

    On being a loud-mouthed introvert

    Whenever I tell people that I used to be a wallflower at school, they laugh loudly in my face and tell me to pull the other one. I don’t blame them (though I can secretly plan to maim them while they sleep). I’m sort of a social Christmas beetle. It’s like a social butterfly, but…

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  • Some of us were never meant to understand

    Some of us were never meant to understand

    The title is rather dramatic for the actual content of this post. What I want to talk about, and what has been on my mind all morning is: how the fuck does everybody else know what’s going on? And by ‘what’, I mean ‘everything’. I spend my life in a perpetual state of confusion. I…

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  • Reflections on the death of one with whom I fought so much

    Reflections on the death of one with whom I fought so much

    What happens when a person with whom you fight regularly dies suddenly? Can you erase the hurt feelings and the sleepless nights? Does it all go away? It does not. Where do you put those feelings while you feel suddenly saddened by the loss of a person who you were perpetually angry with? A while ago,…

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  • Southern Suburbs Surrender – An average Monday Commute

    Southern Suburbs Surrender – An average Monday Commute

    I always enjoyed taking the bus. Two years ago, when I had given up on being manhandled by taxi gaatjies, I turned to the old (un)faithful Golden Arrow services which, though the waiting time was a little random and the bus terminus was a little rank, was a far more pleasurable and spacious experience if…

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  • Open Season on Commentary on Your Baby

    Open Season on Commentary on Your Baby

    What’s the weirdest thing anybody’s ever tried to tell you about your baby? That is, what kind of unsolicited advice have you received that’s made you say, “Huh. Thank you for telling me this. Now I know to hide behind the nearest bush when I see you coming.” I am 5 days into parenthood. But…

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