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[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

adulthood, is feeling excited at having bought a new letterbox

bit rude that it was in two bits, post and box separately

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sure, the current starpicket + third-hand letterbox from an op shop + augmented water container/parcel box wired to the picket worked really well for over a decade... but finally, an actual box

it’s finally big enough to fstop the fucking postie from bending non-bendable documents and craming them in (like my degree) or opening the lid and leaving parcels on top... in the rain... because they can’t find their arse with both hands and a map apparently...

it has the CAPACITY i am Delighted

Behold... adulthood, gaze in horror

Just have to get my hands on a powerdrill to get the house numbers on

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[phoenixfire-thewizardgoddess]

bizarre dream from last night, btw, it involved trying to rescue an adolescent wallaby joey with displaced hips (couldn’t move properly), but the mothre was only chill about it if you did certain things to keep her calm (e.g. she liked a specific blankie, and would kick your ass without it)

weird thing was, we were clearly inside, but there was a large sort of glass door thing, and a paddock on a hill outside, went straight up in a gentle arc. There were fence-lines (starpickets and wire) about the place, mostly focused on a straight line up the hill or something like that.

everytime you turned around, this joey (that couldn’t move normally) was out in the paddock being chased by a predator.

from like angry aussie wildlife, through tigers and other large cats, through to this one fucking huge-ass rhinoceros...?

and of course, i have to go kick some ass everytime, to save this little fella, and then i’d carry the little guy inside, settle him... and then, boom, outside again.

wrestled. fought. smacked with a broom. insulted their ancestors back 6 generations. i did so many things... 

also the mother occasionally woke up making satanic noises and standing a full foot taller than me (as if she were a kangaroo, bc wallabies are tiny)??? ready to fight...

i think it was safe at the end, but i can’t be sure.