chatting, life

Return of the Milkshake

For yonks and yonks, literally years, I have been thinking "I should start writing in my blog again, the blog was fun". It used to make me so happy to write things down then emotionally blackmail friends into reading those things. Side-eyeing pals who I know are online and yet aren't clicking. Emailing loved ones with "um,… Continue reading Return of the Milkshake

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chatting, life, travel

Why I would not recommend the overnight bus

Dear bus, I suppose it wasn’t really your fault. You are a machine constructed of interlocking metal pieces, stuck with your place in the world, whether you asked for it or not. Maybe you could have been something nicer, like a toaster? I’m not familiar with the differences between toaster metal and bus metal but… Continue reading Why I would not recommend the overnight bus

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Forging friendship over a chicken noodle groin

Severe diarrhoea, ending in a horrible death. That’s what dysentery is, and it’s what most people died of on the Oregon trail, according to the video game. In reality it was cholera that was the most prolific disease. Cholera was similar to its pal dysentery - except that as well as the explosive pooing, you… Continue reading Forging friendship over a chicken noodle groin

chatting, travel

Finding myself in Europe

Before we left for our European backpacking adventure, I looked forward to meeting the new Kate. The new Kate was a seasoned traveller, one who would shrug her bronzed shoulders when problems cropped up, scraping together her last few coins for beer instead of a hostel. Nothing would faze her. She would try everything. She… Continue reading Finding myself in Europe